External Poems - Poems about External

More recently, l’ve romanticized the idea of falling in love through silence. Maybe it's because my mother pushes love on me through her tongue. Maybe it's because I prefer the inner monologue of myself rather than...Read the rest...

“The External World of the Internal” when the Internal finally woke up, it was like all the words in that book, flew at It like flaming arrows, an external barage, a tale, of trading 10 for 50, a...Read the rest...

Written: December 10, 2023 ________________________________________ A lengthwise lexicon for fulfilling any fantasy. Trapped in a landslide and given up by reality, In this vagrancy, the rocket derives...Read the rest...

Do I wail into an empty space Have invisible tears staining my face Silently scream, never heard Writing word, after word, after word Is the attuned ear within me Myself I need to stop, to see No outside force to heal...Read the rest...

I think I'm like a sinking ship Crying out 'bail me out quick!' I list out all the jewels I find Hoping their value hasn't declined Or perhaps I'm like an empty can Nothing inside, end of useful lifespan Still able...Read the rest...

A view, looking brand new On the outside, clean and surprisingly Inside scene Covered up In disguise Internal scars Wounds, hurtful past Beginnings, the last. External to internal Unseen Unreal Feelings A great fake outside view For all to see A terrible horrible internal cause Lost for words A huge pause. Time...Read the rest...

Come what may in November Important to remember Even if spoken in jest Please do not ingest! 5/2/2020 This poem was inspired by Jan Allison’s comment today on one of my poems. Thank you, Jan, for the inspiration!...Read the rest...

Shh...they speak as I drift into an unwaking sleep. The slowly whispers a lullaby. As spiders crawl down my body they bed for me to go into an unforgotten sleep. My veins fill with the longing dark...Read the rest...

Blood by blood, my unforgiving sins unravel. Each one putting a black dagger through my heart. I do not weep nor prosper with despair. My veins fill with the longing dark poison. As spiders crawl...Read the rest...

External desires Long veiled lashes, obscure thoughts Blink, but do not see. (January 24, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...Read the rest...