Christine A Kysely Poems

Hike-You is Haiku,

For Football Players, You See
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When you roll the dice
A pair of these always equals
Snake eyes
But because two can never equal one
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Seeds underwater

Black gold hidden, soft pink ice
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Green hedge barrier

Divides before and after
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I revisit the Sound of Silence
Every now and again
To recover my lost zen
And to try and reach down deep inside
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There are things in this life
That will bring you to your knees
Whether or not you like it
Whether or not you please
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I leave little Breadcrumbs...
Scattered here and there...
Sometimes left as obvious
Sometimes left without a care.
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My family is a family
Of strong women
Of that there is no doubt
These women
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My ancestors are not forgotten
Those whose memories and
Whose names are etched
On some plain and
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The Green Fairy visits me
From an apothecary jar
And gives to me
a Commoner’s taste of heaven
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