Barefoot

Hi,

I am notorious for thinking it’s warmer than it is, and running outside to quickly do something or the other, barefoot, of course.

So I decided to write a poem about, well, um, walking around barefoot.

It sounds a little silly when you say it out loud.

But I think it’s pretty good.

I hope you like it.

Barefoot

Summer.

soft grass

on my feet

as I run

to catch the sky

Fall.

almost too cold

to run

and get the coat from the car

Winter.

teeth chattering cold

rushes in

when I open the door

to dart out and grab the rice

left on the porch

in our giant fridge

that’s only in use in winter.

Spring.

warm or cold

not sure yet

run in the grass

cold wet dew

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Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it.

Now for a look at one of my previous poems,

The Wild Clothes

“The Night is Dark and Cold,

As a Barefoot Girl

Runs to Catch

The Wild Clothes.” -Kylli Berg

New Year

Hi,

The most incredible thing in the history of the world has happened. 2020 is over. Whoa. Amazing, right? Now 2021……

Anyway, here is a poem I wrote inspired by the New Year.

I hope you like it.

New Year

A clean slate

like the snow outside

untarnished

until someone steps in it

but

that someone

might make something beautiful

from the snow

leaving it better than it was

before.

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Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!

Now for a quote from one of my previous poems,

The Lawn and the Mower

“Yesterday I mowed the lawn-

a third of the way, at least.

The Mower went and broke on me,

that giant metal beast.” -Kylli Berg

Christmas Secrets

Hi,

Christmas is soon, so today I am showing you a poem I wrote about the experience of everyone getting gifts for each other and being very secretive about it.

I hope you like it!

Christmas Secrets

Whispered secrets,

packages hastily hidden away,

a flurry of excitement is in the air,

scissors and tape are in high demand around the house,

everyone scurrying about like a mouse,

experienced parents hiding presents in their closets,

independent teenagers (they think) who still need a ride to the store,

giggling children making their first attempt at giving rather than receiving,

and tiny babies who don’t care about anything except whether they can see their mama.

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Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!

Now for a quote from one of my previous poems,

Pie

O Pie,

deliciousness in dough,

you graciously grace us with your gracious presence.” -Kylli Berg

A Tear & A Smile

Hi,

Here is a poem I wrote.

I hope you like it.

A Tear & A Smile

A tear,

lit by the moonlight,

falls through the ages,

weaving it’s sad song through the eons,

causing the trees to weep for things that have not happened yet,

and the wind to roar in anger for those that cried long ago.

A tear,

falling,

weeping.

But the tear is not alone.

A smile falls too,

lit by the sunlight,

laughing,

hoping,

dancing through the ages,

telling the birds to sing of joyous things that have not yet come to pass,

and the ocean to dance for peace began and ended and began again a long time ago.

A tear and smile.

Forever at war and forever at peace.

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Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!

Now for a quote from one of my previous poems,

Leave

“the tree outside

my window

is dying” -Kylli Berg

Pie

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving is often a time filled with food, turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and all manner of baked goods, such as PIE.

I have been baking pie.

Pies, actually.

Pie is yummy.

Pie.

Pie

O Pie!

You sit on the back porch,

radiant in all your glory,

your sugary goodness encased in a glass pan,

that is not worthy of your amazing awesomeness!

O Pie,

O Pie,

deliciousness in dough,

you graciously grace us with your gracious presence-

“What are you thinking about with that goofy look on your face?”

“Nothing…”

“All right, let’s cut the pie.”

O Pie,

Your sacrifice is greatly appreciated!

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Thanks for reading this, I hope it brightened your day!

Instead of a quote from one of my older poems though, today I’ll be sharing a small little rhyme I wrote.

Orange.

Rhymes with.

Orange.

The Lawn and the Mower

Hi,

Today I have a poem for you that hopefully you should find rather entertaining.

I do hope you like it.

The Lawn and the Mower

Yesterday I mowed the lawn-

a third of the way, at least.

The Mower went and broke on me,

that giant metal beast.

I wonder what the neighbors’ think-

of our part-way mowed lawn-

like a halfway working sink.

Today the Mower was fixed,

but as I was mowing,

it stopped mowing,

and my work was nixed.

I wonder what the neighbors’ think-

of our part-way mowed lawn-

like a halfway working sink.

The mechanic came back over,

identified the problem,

’round the lawn he drove her.

We were cutting too low,

in preparation for the snow.

He’s coming back tomorrow

to tune up the mower.

So tomorrow I’ll mow

although….

I wonder what the neighbors’ think-

of our part-way mowed lawn-

like a halfway working sink!

Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!

Now a glance at the past with a quote from one of my previous poems,

Driving Lesson

“I move

slowly slowly

turn the wheel

don’t

crash crash.” -Kylli Berg

The Wild Clothes

Hi,

Today I’ll be sharing with you a poem I wrote, inspired by how the weather effects drying clothes outside.

I hope you like it.

The Wild Clothes

Thunder Roars

Lightning Clashes

The Night is Dark and Cold,

As a Barefoot Girl

Runs to Catch

The Wild Clothes

Tossed by the Wind

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Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it.

Now a peek at one of my older poems,

Snow in Springtime

“Snow in spring time, white flurries cover the ground.” -Kylli Berg

Leave

Hi,

I was looking out my window today, wondering what to write, when I saw it.

The perfect subject for today’s poem.

A dying tree.

Leave

the tree outside

my window

is dying

dead

branches at the

top

their leaves

fluttering away

too soon

but

the leaves

still left

are shaped

like

a

heart

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I hoped you liked this poem.

The actual tree, the star of this poem, is smiling smugly outside right now. I’m sure he’s bragging to all the other trees and making a regular nuisance of himself.

I’ll probably be hearing from the other trees soon.

They are waving their branches at me and look very annoyed, so I better get going…

But before I go, here is a quote, that, while it doesn’t have anything to do with this post, I think you will find it interesting.

Gravity

“The world has turned upside down, like gravity changed it’s mind.” -Kylli Berg

Driving Lesson

Hi.

Hope you like it.

Driving Lesson

Take a breath

relax

adjust

the seat

foot off

the pedal

I move

slowly slowly

turn the wheel

don’t

crash crash

you’re doing it

go round

the

parking lot

stop at the traffic cone

alright alright

you’re done.

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Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!

Now, the quote I am going to share with you today has literally nothing to do with this post (I couldn’t find a quote that DID have something to do with it), it’s from something I wrote long before times of corona.

I think you’ll find it interesting to look back on.

Change

“The holidays are over now, by the time they roll around again, we’ll be different people, inside our souls.” -Kylli Berg

2020

Hi.

Enjoying 2020?

Maybe you’ll enjoy this.

2020

Oh,

2020,

How we will miss you so,

The world will be forlorn and brokenhearted,

Without your delightful practical jokes.

We will miss you so!

We will miss you so!

Oh, such woe!

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Thanks for reading this, I hope it gave you a chuckle.

Here’s a quote from one of my more optimistic poems…

Liberty

“I only know, the silent smile, that seems to shout, to all the world, “I am free!” -Kylli Berg