Short Draws Poems
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earth draws a deep breath
cold air in, warm out, deep breath
winter into spring
(February 7, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Our Solar System is over four billion years old
It'll probably last another 5000 million, we're told
Whew! Had me pooping
My drawers they're a-drooping
Glad I've only got a few more years till I fold
——to Bianbian's Raised by Blood
The blood in her fingertips
Was ticking into a clear rivus
The golden fish were swimming in the universe
The man who could understand it can't understand
The man who couldn't understand it can understand
On June 16th, 2017
Poetry Wheel Challenge:
Theme: Mortality
Emotion: Grief
Color: Blue
Season: Annual
Form: Tanka
Object: Lantern
Verb: Bound
Created using the PoetrySoup Poetry Wheel.
lantern in the wood
there’s grief the trees cannot bear
leaves bound for the ground
when again, Autumn draws near
and the sky turns misty blue
J-udgment day draws near,
E-ven at the doors;
T-wenty-eight of May,
T-ribulation is getting worse.
B-e prepared, be on watch,
A-ll signs are clearly seen;
R-aging storms, earthquakes,
O-ffensive acts are a common scene.
L-ead a new way of life, darkness will disappear;
A-s time is flying fast, judgment day draws near.
S-alvation day is coming fast,
A-pril twenty-seventh dawn;
R-eturn to the Almighty,
I-n the true kingdom
Z-one.
D-ay of the world's end
I-s just around the corner;
N-ever lose your faith,
G-lorious gift comes from the Father.
L-et your hope stay alive,
A-llow your heart to cheer;
S-erve the Lord at all times,
A-s judgment day draws
N-ear.
Baby's pen draws with
Zigzag crosses and house like
with its soft fingers
From Distance eyes feel
On wall hanging a World Map
though they both differs
Oh, how the darkening night draws near
And the waning shadows fall
Just I alone by the firelight
To answer evening's call
In splendid harmony
Night's whispers call to me
From far away and nearer yet
Within my soul they be
Outside, the wind, it rustles
Gently and serene
Gliding by my window light
It passes by unseen
Alone with this darkening night
Reflections gather round
As I my only soul to tend
And restless dreams I'm bound
Sir Jude never gave them a thought:
Not the kind of ideas he bought.
Well-wishers went down on their knees
"Please sir, play the draws - Double Please!"
Soon, the draws great miracle wrought;
On other palms dropped what Jude sought:
Millions that shan't take one to court;
Big cash for life of any sort
And since then Jude body heat fought
At home waiting: his empty pot:
Goes to toilets of The Caught Short
Who tells people "God is my fort!"