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THE EYES OF POETRY

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Xena & Gabrielle
1 to 10
A Beautiful Place
Colors
Like A Dream
Tina Cries Out
Fireflies
The Little Girl with Long Black Hair
My Love
Night
My Special Place
Advice
Bookstore
Death in the Night
The Lair Monster
Ma
My Son Joe
The Sky
The Spirit
The Life of Tonya-Ann
War
ZOMBIES

 


Xena & Gabrielle

Xena with your long black hair

Your skills are far beyond compare

Gabrielle you have your staff

You can always make others laugh

Joxer’s heart is filled with love

Why, he’s as gentle as a dove

Callisto’s heart is filled with rage

She feels as though she’s in a cage

Alti promised Xena she’d be

Destroyer of Nations, but lied you can see

Little Bliss played a love game

One that Xena thought was lame

Cupid had to ground him for it

And then reverse who had been hit

Except for Drako who fell for Gabby

Because Xena said he needs to stay happy

Aphrodite, Goddess of love is cool

She can make all of the mortal men drool

The path of love is Eli’s way

He can brighten the worst of days

Argo is a horse of skill

One that no one is able to kill

Tara, there’s a girl who loves to dance

She was banished but got a second chance

Velasca, the evil Amazon

Fell into lava and now she is gone

Hercules is a man that is tough

But only when needed is he ever rough

Iolaus, Herc’s chummy sidekick

Just can’t resist a beautiful chick

Xena’s son Solan was killed early in life

He missed puberty, dating, and even a wife

Hades is known as the lord of the dead

He has an invisible helmet and a very swelled head

Celesta, you know you shouldn’t touch her

If you do, then you die, and for that there’s no cure

Poseidon is the god of the sea

He once cursed a ship just to be mean

Apollo is the god of the sun

I don’t think he has ever had fun

Pandora has a secret box

That if opened all of mankind is lost

Ares is the god of War

He says he loves Xena, but Xena’s not sure

Strife is so stupid he just couldn’t see

Callisto take a dagger and stab him with greed

Zeus, King of the gods is okay~

Though he tried to kill Xena on Eve’s first birthday

Hera, there is one evil gal

She would punish all mortals if she only knew how

Julius Caesar, Xena’s hatred is toward him

He betrayed her and crucified her all on a whim

Virgil is the son of Joxer and Meg

He wanted to travel but he would not beg

Senticles was the maker of toys

He made wonderful things for both girls and boys

Hydra, the three-headed serpent is gross

You cut off a head and another one grows

Lachrymose is the god of Despair

If you don’t see his rock then he doesn’t play fair

Bacchus really hates the lyre

Although he’s into might and fire

Amarice fell head over heels in love with Armand

But being an Amazon expressing it was hard

Melosa is blind as a bat in her right eye

But that didn’t matter she learned to get by

Dahak’s a god that the other gods fear

He got Gabrielle pregnant to make Hope appear

Hope grew up to look like her mom

But coming from Dahak used her powers for harm

Ephiny, Xena and Gabrielle’s friend

Had a centaur that she named Zenon

Diana, Xena’s look a like

One thing she can’t do is fight

And Perdicus, Gabrielle’s one and only

Was killed by Callisto now Gabrielle’s lonely

There are plenty more but they are hard to rhyme

But if they weren’t I could name them all on a dime.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill

"These "gods" are all Grecian Myth, which of course means they're fake.
There is but only one god and that is something no one can create."
 



1 to 10

One little girl plays on a hill

Two little boys call the girl Jill

Three hours are what they have to kill

Four sisters she has and a brother named Phil

Five hundred is what her mom pays in bills

Six is the number her mom takes in pills

Seven rooms in her house are teal

Eight is what time they eat their last meal

Nine items are stored in her grandmother’s will

And ten is what time she had her next baby Lil.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


A Beautiful Place

I tried to be so very kind

I truly didn’t think you’d mind.

You really thought I didn’t care

Although I said I’d take you there.

A place where beauty is beyond compare

A place where breeze flows through your hair.

The grass there is green

The people they’re lean.

The sky there is blue

They’ll all notice you.

There your mind is always at peace

And you can go there without having to cease.

All you have to do is die

Sure your family will cry.

But before you die you should atone for your sins

Because you’ll be judged to see what place you go in.

God will forgive even a murderous crime

As long as you paid by doing the time.

Just remember these words “God forgives all”

Unless of course suicide was your downfall.

People in heaven walk with grace

It truly is a beautiful place.

What right do I have to tell you the way?

For my line of work let me just say...

I am death by night and angel by day.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Colors

Green is for new trees in bloom

Gray is the witch that rides on the broom

White is the dress Nina wore to her wedding

Brown is the cedar in Nina’s rats bedding

Blue is for her baby boy Darrel

Pink is for her little girl Carroll

Red is the fire that took Nina's life

Black is what Tony wore for his wife

Yellow is the sun that rose the next morning

Orange is the sky that the kids think is boring

Gold is the halo that is now on her head

Silver is the coffin she is in for she’s dead.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Like A Dream

What would be world peace to me

Would be to find a special key

To open the hearts of men like Saddam

So he would forget about the war and the bombs

Another thing I’d like to see

Are lovebirds singing so serene

On a day the sky’s so blue

I walk around without a clue

On the grass so very green

It sounds almost like a dream.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisil
 

 


Tina Cries Out

Tina cries out from her baby bed

Mother comes in and rubs her forehead

She puts her asleep with her soothing voice

Tina's always calmed by her mother named Joyce.

Tina cries out from her bed but just to be fair

It was from a having dream that turned to nightmare

She had it today, yesterday, and before

She dreams that in three different directions she's tore.

Tina cries out from the collage dorm

She wants to go home but she has filled out the form

She is afraid shell be sent to jail

And for killing a classmate she knows there's no bail.

Tina cries out from the sanitarium walls

Unfortunately no one answers her calls

She had pleaded insanity and that's what she got

I guess she didn't plan out the whole plot.

Tina cries out from the retirement home

There's a dog by her window and around its mouth is foam

It killed her you see

Now she's as dead as can be.

But still...Tina cries out from her coffin, she's still alive!?

Nobody thought that she would try to fool the dog by taking a dive

Was it worth it all to lie?

She's now underground and there she will die.

Tina cries out from the cemetery coast

She can't cross over so now she's a ghost

She wanders the graveyard perimeter at night

And holds on to memories of her family tight.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 


 


Fireflies

I see the flicker in the night.

As fireflies take to flight.

I see a billion flickers of light.

Trillions of fireflies are within sight.

They are most divine and they don’t bite.

You can catch them in jars but to them it’s not right.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


The Little Girl with Long Black Hair

A little girl with long black hair

Walks around everywhere

Just to find she was never there.

The little girl with long black hair

Finds herself in great despair

As she looks in the mirror with a glistening glare.

The little girl with long black hair

Goes about her business without a care

While all the people around her stare.

The little girl with long black hair

Thinks and wonders but never dares

To go with her friends to the county fair.

The little girl with long black hair

Has two friends, ones name is Blair

Her other friend Maggie twenty-two mares.

The little girl with long black hair

Her and her family live in a lair

Which come to think of it...is very rare.

The little girl with long black hair

Lives not far from Larry the hare

And Larry lives close to Carrie the bear.

The little girl with long black hair

Sits all alone in a big wooden chair

And looks at a picture that says Perfect Pair.

The little girl with long black hair

Would tell you her name but she’s not really there.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 


 


My Love

You may not know this very much

But I tremble at your touch.

I am so in love with you

And I know you love me too.

I never want to leave your side

I always want you as my guide.

I want every one to see

You are the one for me.

I love you with all my heart

I want us to never part.

You are my soul mate

I knew that without a date.

I know we won’t live forever

I can live without you...never.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Night

All the hours of my night

I watch TV. And sit in fright

Until I see the morning light

Then I want to fly a kite

Until I find that nothing’s right

I tie a rope in knots so tight

And put a mace on the end to fight

Then I get my dog-named Bright

I get her cause I know she’ll bite

I know she’ll surely show her might

With sharp teeth and fur so white

But now what I’d seen is out of sight

Now I’ll go back and wait for night

As I watch TV. And sit in fright.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


My Special Place

Sitting in my special place

I watch the raging waters race

This is what is in front of my face

There is no such thing as painful mace

I stand up at the rivers base

I get my camera from its case

My white dress that is made of lace

Drags on ground as I walk with grace

To take a picture of the cheetah that I see pace

That is in my beautiful, wonderful place.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Advice

God is good, God is nice.

God blessed me with extra spice.

I can draw and I can write.

I don’t do drugs and I don’t fight.

I am good at games but I can’t cook.

I am writing part two to my book.

Publishers are hard to afford.

But advice is free, just ask the Lord.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Bookstore

The Hulk, Spiderman, Electra, and more

Whoever said they find comics a bore?

Whether still in the package or slightly tore

I know you’ll find something you truly adore

In the outer part or maybe the core

Of one of the many, many bookstores

From the time you enter through the main door

I am sure you will find what you’re looking for

From comics and poems to bios and lore

A library does not care if you’re poor

They say “ Reading is learning; let your mind soar”

Some books are new and some books are wore

Some books are filled with violence and gore

Books have been here sense the days of yore.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


Death in the Night

In the night I hear a sound

As I rise from bed with fright

I stand in the dark and look around

Then someone turns on the light

I start to run but then I frown

Realizing something’s not right

This isn’t my house and I’m far from town

Do I know this place? Not quite.

Then I find to the bed I am bound

And after trying with all my might

A key to the handcuffs I finally found

Marks on my wrists say they’d been tight

There’s a hole in the floor, as I look down

The light shines so bright

On ten or more corpses all in a mound

A shadowy figure comes into sight

As my heart begins to pound

I grab an axe from the wall to fight

But then I trip and hit the ground

Standing over me is a man in a mask so white

With eyes so big, black, and round

I know I am going to die this night

That’s the end of the story now.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


The Lair Monster

Would you like to see my lair

If so you may bring a date

And follow me if you dare

Be careful not to become bait

Seeing the lair monster is very rare

Although it stays up very late

And let me say it doesn’t play fair

Not to mention there’s a mate

They make one big horrid pair

At least they are locked behind a gate

One I am sure they cannot tear

If they could they would not wait

They’d be out and up the stairs

And death would surely be our fate

Trust me this town would not care

One thing people around here hate

Is this castle run by the mayor

Let me tell you how they rate

The lair monster that’s in the air

They rate it at about an eight

And that is just its hair.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 

 


Ma

Your whole life was filled with woe

Sickness was your only foe.

Your being in the hospital struck me with fear

When I heard of your death I felt the warm tear.

Your death I knew was on its way

But one thing I just have to say.

When I heard I thought “it just can’t be”

But now I see you’re still with me.

Your body is gone

But your spirit lives on.

I can still see you

Can you see me too?

Always know that I still love you.

You were better then all the rest

You truly are the very best.

[This poem is dedicated to, inspired by, and in loving memory of my grandmother Loretta F. Rudisill, A.K.A. Ma]
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


My Son Joe

[Please note that this poem is just a poem I made up I have no son named Joe]

Thank you so much for all of your time

I don’t understand why I don’t owe you a dime.

You have helped me out so much

Like when you bought me that new crutch.

You have filled my days with joy

You’ll always be my little boy.

Don’t be sad cause you’re my oldest

Between you and your sisters you are the boldest.

I am so glad you got them what they asked for

You’ll be the one that your sisters adore.

You got Carrie a puppy

And Tina a Guppy.

A horse for Lara

And two bunnies for Tara.

I can’t believe you are now twenty-one

And I am the proud grandma of one.

Charlene is pregnant again you say

And I’ll be the grandma of two come this May.

The time has come for us to part

You know it’s tearing up my heart.

I hate to leave you in this way

I don’t want to die, not on this day.

I will be gone before your birthday is through

You know the last thing I want is to hurt you.

But we’ll meet again, perhaps in heaven

As long as I don’t go through reincarnation.

Now it is time for me to go

Goodbye to you, my son Joe.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


The Sky

I sit by the door

And look up at the sky

I wish I saw more

Then the birds flying high

I find it a bore

That I cannot fly

As I sit by the door

And look up at the sky.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


The Spirit

I see the spirit of a girl

She has long hair and eyes of pearl

Her skin is blue

Her hair is white

I have no clue

Why she’s here tonight

Although I knew

She was in fright

She wore an anklet and a necklace too

The necklace looked awful tight

She warned me of a guy named Lou

Then she was gone by mourning light.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


The Life of Tonya-Ann

Tonya-Ann at the age of one

Saw her daddy’s brand new gun.

Tonya-Ann at the age of two

Got her very first boo-boo.

Tonya-Ann at the age of three

Found a cat in a very tall tree.

Tonya-Ann at the age of four

Found Head Start to be quite a bore.

Tonya-Ann at the age of five

Took home an empty, old beehive.

Tonya-Ann at the age of six

Got a CD called Mega Mix.

Tonya-Ann at the age of seven

Learned all about the powers of heaven.

Tonya-Ann at the age of eight

Got a new best friend named Kate.

Tonya-Ann at the age of nine

Had a bike wreck but now she’s fine.

Tonya-Ann at the age of ten

Fed a goat, a pig, and a hen.

Tonya-Ann at the age of eleven

Met her mommy’s best friend Kevin.

Tonya-Ann at the age of twelve

Got a bruise that really swelled.

Tonya-Ann at the age of thirteen

Got a puppy with a sense so keen.

Tonya-Ann at the age of fourteen

Had a teacher named Doreen.

Tonya-Ann at the age of fifteen

Had a fight with a teen that’s mean.

Tonya-Ann at the age of sixteen

Started dating a boy eighteen.

Tonya-Ann at the age of seventeen

Joined her classes swimming team.

Tonya-Ann at the age of eighteen

Died in a car crash with her friend Maxine.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


War

Swords, Daggers, Arrows, and more

Are what were used in old time war

Today they use guns and missiles galore

Sometimes people don’t know what for.

Lives are lost in war everyday

That is what people that fight have to pay

On the battlefield bullets come every way

You can see the smoke as the bullets spray.

One thing to watch for are people called spies

They can be on the ground, in the air, or the skies

They are quite dangerous I won’t tell lies

And there is no place in war for ties.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 


ZOMBIES

I sit in the corner of an old house

I’m scared yet quiet as a mouse

Zombies are banging at the door

About a dozen maybe more

Three of my friends are already dead

I told them they had to be shot in the head

The only ones that are still alive

Are me, Brittany, Lynn, and Clive

All through the house we have set traps

Ones that go off at the slightest Rapp

Some of the zombies are hard to kill

And they won’t leave ‘til they’ve had their fill

We’ve just noticed Clive’s been bit

And me without my first aid kit

It won’t be long before he’ll change

We don’t know what to do it’s strange

It wasn’t but maybe two hours ago

We were driving down a dead end road

The three of us survived the night

But were terrorized ’til morning light

Finally the zombies went away

As the sun came up to start the day.
 

By Kristina Marie Rudisill
 

 

 

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