Best Wisconsin Poems
We are known for our football, bratwurst, and beer,
Iridescent blue lakes with fresh waters, crystal clear,
Summer's sun blazes hot enough to make skin burn,
Cheese producing dairy farms are around every turn,
Our bright autumn leaves change their colors with ease,
Near spring, the scent of lilac floats upon the breeze,
Snowy winters, with temperatures below zero degrees,
In our green forests, raccoons and deer have a home,
Near the roadside, wildflowers grow wherever you roam.
Harley-Davidson was born, where the eagles fly free,
Wisconsin is as close to heaven, as home can be.
Kim Merryman's contest - "Tell Me About Where You're From"
Four season state
Humid with frozen
Organic and dairy
To moving forward
Cows and fraccing
Cheeses and metal
Cranberry bogging
Furniture vendors
Lumber years past
Nature its center
Those unmentioned
Always remembered
Any native spirit
Without exception
Packers call home
Barging on rivers
Schooling Badgers
Big river brother
Paper and welding
Milling and ships
One Midwest state
Wisconsin working
In the land of Cheeseheads, there came a call
Saying I’m a big donor, best of them all;
Just give me the scoop,
Some real union poop;
Oh Governor, how you did fall.
Where frosty flurries flourish
Sailing silver clouds stop,
Driving drips do nourish
Where would-be rains drop
Above a timbered tundra land
Laden lumber under showy snow,
Pretty piles of icy inches expand
Wild winter winds bellow below
A bathing beauty became the birch
And diamond bubbles graced her lap,
Sparkling clean, crested a new perch
Was on her head a shower cap
The pungent pine no longer evergreen
With cones of vanilla like ice cream,
Veiled in volumes of a scene serene
Frosty flurries flourish a January dream.
feb 5 2016
WINTER IN WISCONSIN
WAS SUCH A JOY AND GREAT
FISHING WAS MY FAVORITE THING
ON ANY FROZEN LAKE
SMOWMOBILING THROUGH THE WOODS
SNOWFLAKES FALLING FREE
WHEN IM AMIDST THE SNOW AND COLD
THERE'S NOWHERE I'D RATHER BE
CHRISTMAS TIME IS SIMPLY GRAND
THERE'S MAGIC IN THE AIR
SNOWMEN, ANGELS AND COLORED LIGHTS
ARE ALMOST EVERYWHERE
SLEDDING DOWN THE HILLS
PUTS A SMILE ON MY FACE
FLOATING ON THE CRISP TIGHT SNOW
WITH SUCH A FLOWING GRACE
THEN THE SNOW BEGINS TO MELT
AND BEAUTY FADES AWAY
BUT I DONT MIND WHEN THIS TIME COMES
I KNOW IT WILL BE BACK ONE DAY
SO I WAIT ALL SUMMER
AND LONG INTO THE FALL
EAGER TO BE THE FIRST ONE OUT
WHEN THAT FIRST SNOWFLAKE FALLS
xxs
Green Bay, Wisconsin
Packer Country, Green and Gold
Home of Lambeau Field
Football is our Great Passion!
Cheeseheads RULE the Football World!
(January 23, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Morning funeral
He was eighty-six
Ready to go, angry about everything.
Tired of being here, irritated he cannot drive any more
Thrilled to go, probably driving a race car in heaven
Green Bay Packers fan
Black and white photo of him at age 3 or 4.
Probably the only one taken until his wedding photo
Murmur amongst the spectators
His widow has arrived with her wheelchair and oxygen tank.
People shuffle, making space.
She is much thinner than her photo,
Looks half her size.
Sweet lady. She is sitting six feet from his body
Not being able to see him at all, too low.
Some knucklehead had placed a dirty block of
Make-believe cheese on the welcome table with the photos.
Not understanding anything about the Packers, I disposed of it
For them. Thinking some street bum had placed it there, playing a joke.
This is me, sneaking it back out of the garbage, trying to nonchalantly
Sneak it back onto the table with the other mementos. How did I know the
Green Bay Packers are called the “cheese heads”?
Sometimes I can be a bit too helpful.
Rivers meet... Bluffs surround... Seasons bloom...
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Gotta Love Football
All Wisconsin Women Do
Beer, Brats, Lots of Cheese!!!
(January 15, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
WW1 WISCONSIN FOLKS MEANING THE PRISN SYSTEM IS CONTROLLED BY CORRUPTION CROOKED COPS MEXICAN QUEEN PIN DEALERS WW1 MEANING GANGSTER DISCIPLES THE 1 REPRESNT CITY FOLKS THE PITCH FORK YOU CAN VISIT THE WALLS BEHIND BARS STILL COVERED WITH VOMIT BLOOD SHT AND PISS AS CORRUPTION FALSE ARREST FALSE ACCUSE FINALLY GIVE FALSIFIED STATEMENTS IN ORDER TO BRUTALIZE DISABLED PERSONS BEHIND BARS IN WISCONSIN PRISON STSTEM LAME DUCK SOCIETY CORRUPTION COPS ARE SENT OUT TO DELIVER TERRORISTS THREATS RATHER 1810 SHERIDAN ROAD WHERE ARSON MURDERS ARE COVERED GANG LEADERS ARE HIRED TRANSFERRED TO WISCONSIN UNDER THE GARGANO HAYES MILWAUKEE DRUG TRADE CONTROLLING WHO GETS STABBED WHO IS FOUND DEAD IN HOTELS BULLYING INTIMATION BADGERING TAUNTING DOMESTIC TERRORISTS BRUTALITY ACROSS COUNTRY ORGANIZED CRIME RICO VIOLATION GANG RELATED COPS INTIMATION FOR QUEEN PIN VENEZUELA MEXICO SENDING OUT THREATS FROM PRISON BY CORRUPT COPS BEING I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK COPS AND GANG LEADERS WW1 FOLKS WAUPUN WISCONSIN TORTURE CHAMBERS OFFICER MEXICAN 1980 BURGULARS OBSESSED WITH MY GRANDFATHER SERVING IN ROME ATTEMPTS TO IMPERSONATE ME WITH MEXICAN IMMIGRANT IMPOSTERS JAMAICAN DEALERS SCUM SCUFFING UP MY BEDROOM DOORS BREAKING INTO MY HOME VIOLATING OUR HUMAN CIVIL RIGHTS FOR GANG RELATED COPS HELPING THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES FROM WISCONSIN NO FEAR OF DOMESTIC TERRORISTS ON AMERICAN SOIL YOU DON'T GET TO TERRORIZE ME YOU DON'T GET TO EXTORT MY AMERICAN POETRY CORRUPTION ORGANIZED CRIME DIRTY JUNK SICK COPS AND THEIR VIOLENT OFFENDERS HOUSED IN THE WISCONSIN WOMANS PRISON LOOKING FOR GET OUT OF JAIL FREE CARDA BY FALSIFYING BULLSHT WORKING FOR WISCONSIN GANGS YOU ARE SCUM OF THEE EARTH GOD BLESS AMERICA
the packer's,all joy
the mountainous pride,seeking
peeking at the stars
Frigid timbers creak
Bearing heaviest snow yet ...
Warming sun awakes
‘Waupaca Awakens’
The thin ice cracks
As daylight breaks,
Along the still waters
Of a chain of lakes
Melting snow and slush
Both lapping the pier,
Letting the bluegill know
A new season is near
North of the place
The first sound is heard,
A sign of change is ...
The red-winged blackbird
Their call from the birch
Is melodic and shrill,
Carried on the winds
Of winter's last chill
Leaves of the maple
Needles of the pine,
Rustle in the breeze
Shiver down their spine
Timid, black bear cubs
And white-tailed fawns,
Welcome one of many
Warm, springtime dawns
Mallards in the distance
Returning geese overhead,
Spotted calves yawning
In their fenced in bed
Much seasonal beauty
One small town did regain,
All of Waupaca awakens
From meadow to Main.
(4/4/24)
2nd Place
"Waupaca Awakens with Poetry" Poetry Contest
waupacaarts.org/waupaca-poetry-contest-winners-1
(Just a note for those who may not know ... Waupaca is a small town in the state of Wisconsin, not far from where I live. Their annual poetry contest was held recently and I placed 2nd with this poem ... )
Today, in Wisconsin, three children lost their lives.
The media of course pours on us, emotional jive!
I, personally, cannot imagine, such a heartbreaking loss.
In a school, no less, friends and parents bear the cost!
Mental illness is a bloody monstrous thief.
When neglected,……it causes endless grief!
Watch the screams to take guns away.
While the breath of innocents by other means.
No…no guns needed …no,none at all.
Young girls choked and raped.. no border, needed.at all?
Fentanyl came here flowing like rivers without any ration.
Add 1,500 last minute pardons, we will not have a nation!
12/16/2024
While wondrous willows weep, wild whistling winds whirl wickedly
Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
8/31/2022