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In the words of the great Neil Gaiman, "the poems are free."  I post them here for your enjoyment. 8)

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." ― N.H. Kleinbaum

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The Blind Contour Drawings of Building 9

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on May 19, 2018 at 9:50 PM

There they hang

Displayed for all

The artist experiments


Faces of fellow students

And, not faces

Proportion, off kilter

Reminds one of

              Van Gogh

              Picasso

              Dali

Heads and features separate

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The Surrender

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on February 12, 2018 at 12:40 AM

You stand in your world

And I stand in mine

Separated completely

By the dotted line

 

I watch you on your side

Loving you, feeling alone

I cannot turn to another

For I love you only


Wondering if you could love me

Being so different from you

As I see you pass on by

I can't figure out what to do


If opposites were meant to attract

Then you are my perfect mate

Yet we stand apart ...

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All You Could Do

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on December 31, 2017 at 5:45 AM

I lay myself at you mercy

You through me to the ground

I placed you on a pedestal

It only came crashing down

I put my love out on the line

All you could do is take what is mine


I gave you my heart

You tore it to shreds

I gave you my affection

I saw returned not a thread

I cried enough tears to fill a pool

All you could do is make me the fool


I showed you my concern

You gave me no consideratio...

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The Gentle Shower

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on December 25, 2017 at 1:50 PM

Rain falling

Lightly stepping

On the ground below


From the clouds

Reaching down

To touch the earth below

 

Calm storm

Posing no threat

Upon God’s creation


January 1987

The Yearning

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on December 16, 2017 at 3:20 PM

Slipping away in the back of my mind,

Are the memories of you and the love we once had

Far away have you gone in your secret journeys

And I am left to grieve and wait in the morning sun

Its warmth does nothing for my unrest soul

As I try to recapture some of the happiness of past times


Do nothing to comfort my slow drying heart

Say nothing to take away the bitterness and pain

Try nothing to make me smile in this life

Write noth...

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Time, Pain & Heartbreak

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on November 22, 2017 at 4:50 PM

The sound of heartbreak fills the halls

It slowly drains my loving cup

Till not a drop is left for me

Slowly my heart bleeds for the past

When these walls held security within them

Certain were the emotions I held inside

Now my broken heart is all I can see


Time, the healer, is the only cure

As I piece my emotions together as one

Love dwells not anywhere in my body

Instead, it’s an empty, hollow shell

Where on...

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Friendship

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on September 10, 2017 at 6:35 PM

When your days are empty

         And your loving cup drained

                            I will be here for you

                                ...

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Why?

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on July 31, 2017 at 5:05 PM

I look out my window

I see the bluebirds fly

Looking at the world below

I begin to wonder, “Why?”


Why do we fill the air with smog?

A gray pollution to hide the blue

Killing all the green plants

That collect the morning dew

 

Why do we cut down trees

That clean out all our air?

Leaving us to poison ourselves

Or do we really care?


Why do we product atom bombs

To blow us ...

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Within

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on July 25, 2017 at 5:30 PM

Within my mind’s eye

I remember days gone by

A time to laugh, a time to cry

A time to live, a time to die

 

Within my body’s soul

I can feel the call

Bringing my out of my hole

Catching me when I fall


Within myself I see

My personality

Freeing myself with the key

Allowing myself to be


November 1985

The Parting

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on July 12, 2017 at 11:20 PM

Time elapses so slow

Now I sit and watch you go

It feels like a lifetime ago I met you

Now I sit watching you leave like you do


Too deep in sorrow

To run after you

Not looking for tomorrow

And all the heartache it brings


Hiding in the shell I created

Falling out of touch with life

Daring not to care this way again

Becoming a hollow structure of a person


The rain falls hard on the ground...

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Somewhere Along the Charade

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on July 2, 2017 at 12:10 AM

Could I make you love me

If I were someone else?

By rewinding the hands of time

To re-beautify myself


I love you madly

But, somehow, you don’t see

How fond I am of you

And what you mean to me


Now I’ll hide behind my other face

In this real life masquerade

And hope you fall for me

Somewhere along the charade


September 1986


Something Dies Inside Me

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on June 20, 2017 at 12:55 AM

I sit all alone

Watching all the little flowers dying

Why?

As the life leaves this delicate beauty

Something dies inside me


This planet holds little wonders

Mostly death and destruction present

Leaving nothing left

As little flower dies

Something dies inside me


All around is heartbreak

Broken affairs and lover’s lies

Passion without emotion

As death comes to little flower

Somethin...

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Definition of a Child

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on June 13, 2017 at 10:20 AM

What is

The definition of a child…


Is it how they came to be-

Biological?

Adopted?

Step?


Is it their height-

Tall?

Short?


Is it there species-

Human?

Furry?


Is it there gender-

Male?

Female?


They are all this

And more

Defined by

Unconditional love


August 2012

A Girl & A Boy

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on May 27, 2017 at 10:10 AM

In the classroom

There sat a girl

Behind her

There sat a boy

The girl saw them as equals

The boy did not share that view


The day of the test results

Was upon them

The boy did well

The girl did better

 

The boy, enraged

Brought his textbook

Down upon her

The girl, shocked

Saw blackness, then

Briefly lost time

 

The boy felt injustice

As he should have

B...

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Our Struggle

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on May 17, 2017 at 12:15 AM

They Say,

Those talking heads

On the television…

There is no war on women:

      “It’s lies!”

      “It’s the twisting of words!”

      “It’s your imagination!”

If all they say is true,

Then why don’t I believe them?


The redefining of rape…

Sho...

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The House I Built

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on April 21, 2017 at 11:35 AM

The foundation was of caring

Trusting held it together

With acres and acres of love

In the house I built for us


I placed it in the sunshine

Beautiful songs and sweet sounds

And stars from Heaven above

In the house I built for us


It’s rooms were filled with sweetness

To cherish for all out days

Each designed with tenderness

In the house I built for us


It’s basis was the sensa...

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Driving in a Florida Storm

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on April 2, 2017 at 8:25 PM

The skies opened up

As if to say

“No pleasant drive for you.

Let’s see you pass this trial.”


Water falling from

The heavens

Coming hard and heavy

Forming fluid walls

Outside the window it

Appears as if you’re underwater

 

There is light

Yet, no visibility

Choice: to stop and wait

Or continue on a wing and a prayer


Finally arrived

Pl...

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The Message

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on March 16, 2017 at 2:40 AM

I am the All-American Heard!

And I am looking down from Mt. Olympus

To let you all know

Now that I have existed in this world,

My voice will live on for all eternity-

It will never be silenced.

And it will haunt forever

All the oppressors

All the haters

For I am on the side of right

Because my message is of love.

And this makes them powerless

In their efforts to exorcize me

From the pages of history.

I ...

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Strange Bedfellows

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on September 9, 2016 at 6:25 AM

Night looms loneliness

over my barren bed. I am

lost in the books

languishing across the

bed. They are

my companion

through the endless

evenings while my

beloved drives

throughout the country.

 

My cat lays

beside me. She purrs

and coos. My confidante

through the solitary

twilight. My fluffy

child, filling in for those

who’ve grown up, moved on.

 

All of ...

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Scattered Reflections of Grandma's House

Posted by kristenwillms@knights.ucf.edu on August 7, 2016 at 3:00 AM

Roses in the front yard…

Smoke from the BBQ in the backyard…

Seen through our youthful eyes,

It was never enough.

We would giggle at the potential,

As we sat on the couch and wondered,

That the Blues could lead to Hope.

 

As Grandpa’s car drove over the gravel

And hit every pot hole in the pavement.

The engine would hiss as it shut down

In the driveway, on the side of the house.

Then the Doo...

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