Twigs Poems

The night before

I think it was a weekend night,                                     
 Suddenly I got up from bed,     

The Young Twigs

Children must follow
What is good and God's way,
As parents sage say.

Winter To Spring

WINTER  to  S P R I N G

Welcome Spring bring
Goodbye Winter fling

Snowflakes use to glow
New seeds start to grow

Twigs and shoot flare
Blossoms scented the air

Cool breeze sprang up
Potion of poetry dose up

Butterflies and bees fluttering
from sweet nectars sipping.

©aroque

Twigs

as we mortals trim
trees do not pare their offshoots ~
sense of nail and flesh


08 October 2021

Dreams Made of Twigs of Pain

A turbulent stream cascades on dry desert floor 
Foaming waters flow up the high dunes in spree 
Summer sun burns wasteland to green in the core  
The charcoal night lights up the daytime debris. 

Life is shattered by time’s smooth flow at its slowest
In chilled winter night I’m smoldered and in strain 
A wandering

Winter's Twigs Wither

Winter's twigs wither when wild wind whisks
sprigs in tempestuous blizzard weather.


1/7/2021

Taming Teenybopper's Twigs

eerie odds itched
fumbling frails flipped
saucy syllables puked
nosing nocturnal nude
lanky lust birthed
heaving haughty pandemic

ordeals awed strife
taunting tuning thrives
wielding whooshing wiles

dark dribbles dripped
tracing bruised tips
laced wit's lips

trained technology thrilled
taming teenybopper's twigs.
    '20:05:09:19:21

Note: Of trained technology.

Bless My Twigs

Jaba Love the bite of "Bhachu"

Leaves the colour of crimson

Your chariots zooming past

Hearts so desire your embrace

Calmy I now chew worlds emerge

Anthaas is when mind envisions

You are sacred very sacred..

Enemies who demonized  you

Now revere appreciating you

Tributes see rolling in KING

They cross the ravines of Tana

Since teenage ME adoring you

The glory of SIER

Basking under the

Twigs Shaped Like V's

The sun sends forth her fiercest rays
   Yet no warmth is felt this December day
The wind chills my bones, though the heavens are blue
   Trees, bare of leaves, offer unrestricted views

of twigs at the end of tiny branches, shaped like V's
   In Spring they'd be buds, now -- veins

Scared Twigs Twisted

Like smithereens in cahoots, 
Tensed flames swept and did brood. 

Leaves strange stood
Legs curled - proper nude. 
Skin sore of whips
Traced on veins by the fire's teeth. 

Root rustic rhyme, 
Though irregular, the branches would comply. 
Tilting crack-dance, 
The earth received the soothing lance. 

Imprisoned in ditto jive,
Oaks, Figs, gave tries. 
And the fire lick

Of Twigs and Willow Sprigs

(A "Hallmark" of Spring)

Tucked into her twig-knitted nest
a small sparrow sits preening her breast
Shallow though her tiny head rises
above it's rim to watch for any surprises

No eggs yet as spring draws near
though soon I 'spect some may appear
Tiny ones in turquoise blue 'n brown
nestled safely among branches around

It must be a sparrow's truest delight
in keeping

Twigs

Twigs

Flowers bloom
And flowers wilt.
Flowers blush
And flowers fade.
The eternity is only in me-
The twig that bears the flowers.

Sparrows are born
And sparrows die.
Sparrows fly
And brighten the sky.
That who nurtures sparrows is me-
A cozy make of a twig upon a twig.

The sun fades
And moon is born.
The twilight blurs
And moonlight spreads.
All the soothing moonlight beams are me-
A crisscross of

Twigs

Twigs embrace fragile

Woven, random tapestry

Unborn future care.

 

 

(January 21, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

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

My Tree, Branch and Twigs

My Tree, Branch and Twigs

My tree was the life I was given
The branch was the wife I met
The Twigs are my Kids

My tree was not nurtured
My branch went astray
The Twigs are my Kids

My tree was abandoned
My branch I left to nurture
The Twigs are my Kids

My tree is now whole
My branch has grown
The Twigs are my

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