Christine A Kysely Poems

In the Dark of the Night
It really doesn't matter
How much snow is on the ground
Or how deep the frost has penetrated
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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.
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Today is the Very First Day
The Very First Day of the Very First Year
The Very First Year of a New
And Very long awaited Decade.
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The Hay Meadow Creek divides my Parent's land
Its waters run clear and true
It then flows into the Prairie
Along untended Lincoln County lands.
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Eyes are large and bright
They shine brightly in the night
I hear them calling.
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My life has been a tapestry
Woven of thick and thin.
Friends and Lovers and Children
All are threaded in.
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Fireflies, fireflies
Do you fly for me?
Do your illuminations hold
Some promise of things to be?
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The Poet always weaves his thoughts
With the finest needle and thread
Each word carefully placed
Intricately woven, carefully chosen
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Hanging on by a thread
I lie quietly in my bed...

Wondering where will I be tomorrow...
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I had a Dream...
that I walked
with my hands in the grasses...
and the Bluebird of Happiness
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