Best Low Poems

You hit when I was low
The pain you caused, you know
Threw dust on glitter glow
Made weeds of sorrow grow
Cued pent-up tears to flow

You hit when...

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With the rules she is quite savvy
Yet she has to pay a levy
She knows for a fact
The weight is exact
But, madam, she is top-heavy.


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This is...

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I spied a valley low
Across the road from the cemetery
A Columbus monkey swinging by

The trees of the vale
Stood tall and forlorn
Observing the crematorium
Covered in light...

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I can't merge with the atmosphere 
Nor breathe in the stratosphere 
My feet are off the ground
But I'm still tethered 

Get me away from here!
My...

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You may see me out on the streets
Lying curled up in a foetal position my sleeping bag in a shop doorway
Trying to get a few...

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I wish you would 
ease your hold
on me...

I wish you would 
allow me, 
to be who I really am...

I wish you would not sit
on my...

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Began in September
(Watching it grow)

A smoldering ember
(Black-orange glow)

October, November
(Can’t let them know)

Half past thru December
(Hope it won’t show)

Don’t think I remember
(Feeling so low)...

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The low suffer most the blow of the law 
And no better do they fare with its flow:
From injustice to injustice it carries them
But none...

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crisp wind dips low…
     trembling on hammock 
  of rosette sky

     along vast dome…
  feathery...

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So, how long have you been waiting? No, it doesn't really matter!
I just came in the game to quiet the chit chatter.
And now that I...

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wind dances with great pines

long needles brush together

low musical hush.

 

 

(January 28, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

 

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

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The Enquiry
Is over

They did not find
the missing and murdered
whatever 
they were looking for
But every woman knows

Why

There are so many
missing and murdered
Aboriginal women
As every woman knows

Why

There...

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I’m hunting high and low,
For someone I am yet to know
I can sense the beating of her heart,
But I know not where to start
She will...

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There's more than one Alex at an all time low 
Trying to stay up because I know some people want to see me fall like...

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Tying my shoes ($$) for my morning run,
I think about quitting, I wish it were done.

Perhaps if I run at least a mile each way,
I...

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