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I didn't know
that you were watching me
that you were reading my words
that you were reading my quotes
and that my words were touching your heart.
I didn't know
that you were looking at me...
and all the images that I love...
And I didn't know
that I spoke to you...
that they spoke to you...
the way that they
spoke to me.
I didn't know that anything
meant anything ...
anything at all.
To you...or anyone else
anyone at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that "EYE" meant anything
anything at all
To you... or anyone else
anyone else at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that my ideas meant anything
anything at all
To you...or anyone else
anyone else at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that my thoughts meant anything
anything at all
To you...or anyone else
anyone else at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that my dreams meant anything
anything at all
To you...or anyone else
anyone else at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that "EYE" had some value
any value at all...
To you...or anyone else
anyone else at all...
for that matter.
I didn't know
that you cared about me
about whether I lived or died
today or tomorrow
or ever...
for that matter.
And I didn't know
that you were
thinking about me...
that my ideas
were touching you...
influencing you...
making you a better person...
Giving you what you needed
to make it through your day.
I've had a Revelation.
(November 14, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
How will I leave this world
Will I go out as I have come in
Kicking and screaming
Born of sin?
Or will I simply close my eyes
After saying some tearful goodbyes
To all of those I love and cherish
How will I leave this world?
And will I be ready
Ready to leave this world
Ready to no longer see each day anew
Or the moon's haunting shadows.
Will I have done all the things
I've set out to do
Loved all the people
That I've wanted to.
Danced all my dances
Sangs all my songs
Written all the words
That I've wanted to.
I highly doubt it.
I highly doubt
That I'll be ready
To leave this world.
(January 27, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
There are things in this life
That will bring you to your knees
Whether or not you like it
Whether or not you please
Whether you think you deserve it
Whether or not you do
These things will still happen
I know this much is true.
Some are self inflicted
The cause is from within
Call it your deserved karma
Call it serendipity
Some are by divine providence
Apparently from high above
Totally unexpected
Seemingly on a whim
It is what it will always be
You can’t change a thing.
When the day comes when these things happen
When you are brought down to your knees
And you appear to be unable to breathe
For the moment
When you feel your heart is broken
Shattered from within
It’s hard to know
If you’ll survive.
Life seems to be pulling on us
Like marionette men
Suspending us on its wires
Making us dance
Its vital Dance
A Dance which we don’t know
Held to our course by its slender threads
It’s being a part of an unrehearsed show.
We live our entire lives
Not knowing
What lies behind the masquerade
And what its chapters will soon reveal.
Will the show be long or short
A happy or tragic end
Tragedy or comedy
We don’t even know
Where and when it will end.
At first glance
From our first breath of air
From our very first sight of the sky
Life appears to suspend us gently
Like feathers in the breeze
Blowing us hither and thither
Smooth sailing on the seas.
But things will probably not stay this way
And knowing this is the key
To preparing yourself for trials in life
For how things will really be.
There are things in this life
That will bring you to your knees
Whether or not you like it
Whether or not you please
Whether you think you deserve it
Whether or not you do
These things will still happen
I know this much is true.
(November 25, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
If I live to be 101
I still don't think that I will have seen
All the things that I've read about
Both nearby and across the seas.
If I live to be 101
I still don't feel that I will have done
Half of the things that I'd aspired to do
Both serious and in fun.
If I live to be 101
I think that I'll still have dreams
Dreams of all with whom that I have been
Dreams of all the things I've seen
Dreams of all things that I wish would come true
Dreams of future happier times to be.
If I live to be 101
I still don't think I'll have danced as much as I'd wanted
There will still be music playing in my head
I'll still be feeling like a debutante.
If I live to be 101
I still don't think that I will have taught my children
All the things that they'll need to know
They'll have to learn these things during their own lives
Learning from Life's challenges as they go.
If I live to be 101
I'll have watched my children grow old
I'll have seen them raise families of their own
I may have even seen their bodies grow cold.
If I live to be 101
I still won't have tired of growing all the plants I love
I'll still be dreaming of eternal Springs
When all the buds from the earth appear above
I'll be looking forward to heavenly Summers
And all the songs the birds will sing.
If I live to 101
I'll have seen technology change our lives
I'll have seen things that this planet has never had
I'll have seen infinite changes to all human's daily lives.
If I live to be 101
I still won't want to leave this life
I'll have loved every minute of it
Both in the good times and in the times with strife.
I won't want to leave this earth
To travel to the great beyond
I'll wish that I could keep on living here
And not be just a brief ripple
In the Universe's Eternal Golden Pond.
(December 27, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
I can't remember
when I ate
my last meal
How many weeks ago was it?
I cannot recall
or even what it was
that I had to eat
Turkey I think
on Thanksgiving
Yes, it was Turkey
A turkey
that some
generous person
donated
to the food pantry
that they gave to me
Did
that generous person know?
Do they know?
That it would be
my only meal
for days and weeks
on end
probably not
and so I wanted
to write these words
to tell them
“Thank You”
that they made
a difference
in my life
that I
and my children
did not
have to go to bed
hungry
three weeks ago
on Thanksgiving
and it was wonderful
I am trying to remember
what that
felt like
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
There is an enchantment in the Killing Frost
It's the most magical night of the year
When the abundant blooms of Summer
Are put to sleep by Frost's frozen tears.
The Killing Frost arrives here silently
Flying in ahead of Winter's incoming wrath
Covering all things that are of the earth
Putting to sleep all flora in her path.
As the late Autumn sun sinks below the horizon
On this Special Night of the year
Plants which were all alive this past morn will be no more
It's time to make way for Winter's Cheer.
Everything Frost kisses will be put to eternal repose
Adorned by Frost's magical breath during the night
All will be dripping in Diamonds in the Morn
With which to dazzle by soft Morning's light.
Winter will be arriving shortly now
And Frost will take her leave
To make way for fluttering snowflakes
Which will come to dance during the long Winter's Eve.
(December 29, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Fearlessness is an awesome trait
You're lucky to have it, if you do
It comes with a certain bravado
A belief in what you do.
But here is the thing that I have found
About most fearless women and men
It's always easy to be fearless
When there is nothing to be feared, right then.
It's always easy to be not afraid
When there is nothing threatening about
When you are completely secure
When you are safely in your house...
Then it's easy to be fearless.
When your children are safe and well cared for
When you are healthy and happy too
When you are successful in your life
When you have a fulfilling job to go do...
Then it's easy to be fearless.
When your pantry is well-stocked
When you have ample food upon your plate
When you have heat and electricity
A reliable vehicle to take you from place to place...
Then it's easy to be fearless.
If you have a fluffy pillow
on which to lay your head
If you have a warm place to sleep
And clean sheets to lay upon
And a soft and comfortable bed...
Then it's easy to be fearless.
I used to think I was fearless
But now I don't think that I am
I have a lot to be afraid of
Of uncertainty, that I am.
Maybe someday I'll feel fearless again
Maybe someday I will
But for now and in the meantime
I just have to try and pay my bills.
Right now its not so easy
To be fearless in my life
Things are just too difficult
Every day is filled with strife.
And so I start each and every day
With a hope and a fervent prayer
For things to work out as they must
In God, I must put my trust.
I must try my best to be fearless
For my children, I know that I must.
(January 22, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Cancer took from me
Many, many years ago
My best and most cherished friend...
And over the years
It didn't stop just there
It has taken members of my family
It has taken lovers
It has taken many other friends.
It has been generational
It has been painful
Cancer has often signified the end.
It has signified the end of cherished kisses.
The end of conversations that last all night
The end of someone's companionship
Companionship that you will always crave
Throughout both days and nights.
Having one taking leave of their earthly pain and darkness
And moving on in to a heavenly light.
I still feel the weight of my friend's body
I have felt that weight throughout the years
I still feel myself telling myself to remember to breathe
I remember trying to stand strong through all my tears.
There is nothing, nothing sadder than that
Than holding up the casket of a wonderful friend
Its sadness will always be with me
Some things stay with us until our own ends.
And so on this Hallowed Eve
This first night of the Newest Year
I will be thinking of all those that I have lost
Those that I have loved throughout the years.
This night signifies a new beginning
It signifies some bitter ends
But I will always remember those
Those I have loved until their ends.
I will think about them often
How their presence has changed my life
I will chersih the fact that I had them
That I had them at all in this life.
And so I look toward this New Year
And all the new friends in my life
And I look forward to sharing myself with them
The continuation of the ongoing circle of life.
New friendships start out as being different
They are not the same as the beloved old
But they have the potential to grow into that
The silver can evolve into gold.
I love the people that I have in my life
I love having them grow closer and ever more dear
I love sharing fun and laughter with them every day
I look forward to this new upcoming year.
(December 31, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
I had really tried to make an effort
To talk about the great unknown
To explain some of the mysteries of my life
To venture beyond my mind's place of home.
I had tried hard to do my very best
To communicate an explainable thought
To write something with some meaning
A poem of words is what I'd wrought.
But after you had read my words
You seem to think of me as shallow
You seem to think of me as someone else
Whose thinking is very narrow.
Nothing beyond the tangible
You seem to think of me as uneducated as a lark
Completely communicating nothing of worth
That I'd really missed my mark.
But who is the real loser here
Is it you or is it I
Is it I who tried to make an effort
Or is it you for criticizing me for my concerted try.
You, who chose to put my efforts down
To push them all aside
To put yourself on a higher plain
A plain where only 'real' poets reside.
I think myself the winner
For it is I who have truly grown
I have gone outside and beyond myself
I have ventured into the deep unknown.
And if I did truly miss my mark
If I truly tried and failed
I am sure my God will understand
My sincerest efforts to him are known.
*This poem is dedicated to all of those who try to write anything and whose efforts
would be cut down by those who do not care about the sincerity of their efforts.
(January 8, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Your words
Embrace me
Like the lingering mists
Which hang along the creek bottoms
Where thoughts
Run strong and true
I wait for them
Like I wait for the golden hour
When the sun
Illuminates everything
And makes even the most mundane
Beautiful
I long for them
Like a forgotten memory
That feels like it was yesterday
And though forgotten
Lives within me
Waiting to be revealed
I treasure them
Like a prized possession
A once in a lifetime Gift
Which cannot be replaced
Whose impact
Cannot be erased
(May 19, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved