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Patricia Cisco

About Patricia Cisco

I am a mother of two grown sons, we are an extremely close family & extended family, like all families we have had many wonderful & blessed times through life and we have experienced heart ache as well, I raised my sons, to never make judgement upon another persons journey in this life and to be the best them that they can be , that is all we can really do in this life that is so short in comparison to the big scheme of history & time. Is to try, try and live simply and simply live with compassion & forgiveness in our hearts toward one another, being the best person you can be and always changing and growing along the way.

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Poems by Patricia Cisco

"The Word"

My poem is dedicated to God Almighty, The Word, the Truth, His Promise. I'm trying to give a befitting complimentary description in words of The Word, Almighty God, our Creator, our Messiah, yet putting it forward so that even a child understands the beauty and simplicity of God, "The Word", since all things began with The Word" and is promised to return through The Word". I hope my poem is worthy enough to give
praise and hopefully interest readers young and old.
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- Posted on 02/16/24
in God Poems

"The Word"

First Spoken, last heard,
God's Almighty Holy Word,

"The Word"

First Spoken, last heard,
God's Almighty Holy Word,

The great I Am became a man,
He placed His feet upon the sand,

He spoke the sun that shines on all,
yes, for even those who fall,

His spoken Love, Mercy and Grace,
long awaited the human race,

His time so short upon the earth,
though long enough to show His worth,

our sins He bore within His depth,
and freed us with His final breath,

ascended to Heaven until the last,
eternity future, present, past,

first spoken, "The Word",
last heard, "The Word",

"The Word", returns Alas, Alas!
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November Harbinger

Nature and all the seasons intrigue me, the beauty of every unique season has its very own personality and style. I love the familiar scents in the air, the sky of one season looks so unique from another. Each month has it's own subtle changes. This short poem is about a November early evening beautiful, fiery charcoal sky that looks so familiar to ones I remember in past years as a harbinger of Thanksgiving time of year, I hope readers will enjoy this short poem.
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- Posted on 11/16/23
in Fall Poems

November Harbinger

Brilliant lonely star on high,
In the fiery charcoal sky,

November Harbinger

Brilliant lonely star on high,
In the fiery charcoal sky,

November evening crisp and clear,
see my breath pierce Autumn's air,

Familiar scent of chimney smoke,
families warmed by maple and oak,

Feel a change of season near,
tumbling leaves and branches bare,

Behold, Thanksgiving time is here!
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Hello Autumn
- Published: October 2021
Autumn Haiku Poem

in Haiku

Warm fall afternoons,
crisp cool eves with harvest moons,
crickets singing tunes,

Warm fall afternoons,
crisp cool eves with harvest moons,
crickets singing tunes,

Candy apples sweet,
crunchy leaves beneath my feet,
Autumn is complete!
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I'm so happy you enjoyed "Hello Autumn." It has always been my favorite season of the year. I had to think of a way to sum it up completely for a Haiku style poem and this is what I came up...

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What A Difference A Day Makes
- Published: September 2020
Beauty Of The Changing Season Into Autumn

in Fall Poems

What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours.

Cool chill in the air,

What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours.

Cool chill in the air,
slight frost on the flowers.

Through tattered fields of corn,
crows caw in the early morn.

Songs of crickets linger on
well into the tired dawn.

Sleepy sun wakes later each day,
sure sign Autumn's on his way.

Summer's gone; she couldn't stay.
Autumn has arrived today.

What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours.

Radiant sun rising high,
scorching tree tops in the sky.

Replacing sweetness of Summer flowers,
turning trees into colorful towers.

Autumn's beauty is surely nigh,
beneath this warm September sky.

Nearing are crisp Autumn eves,
with harvest moons and chilly breeze.

Tomorrow what beauty might we see,
as gold and crimson leaves blow free,

Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring,
savor every beautiful thing.
What a difference twenty-four hours may bring!
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Waiting For Heaven
- Published: November 2020
Loss Of My Beloved Son

in Son Death Poems

Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

You're part of me now, my heart and my soul,
more precious than pearls, diamonds and gold,
sweet baby of mine to love and to hold,
through my many years till I grow very old.

Filled with amazement as I watched you grow,
my child, my son, to the young man I'd know,
never believing one day you would go
to Heaven before me, "Please! Dear God, no!"

More treasured to me than air that I breathe.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave.
I don't want to stay here without you to grieve.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave!

I've no understanding why or how this can be,
my sweet son's in Heaven so soon before me.
Overflowing with sorrow, my eyes cry a tear,
outstretching my arms, though I can't see you here.

I know in my heart all the love that we share,
on my very last breath of life you'll be there,
with outstretched arms, I know you'll appear,
just waiting in Heaven to hold me so near.
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Patricia Cisco
7 years ago

Yes, yes, this particular poem has touched me deeply. It took me on a journey of someone's life, a beautiful love story, that started rich with all the love, contentment, security, and happiness then sadness and trials and life circumstances start to change. Sometimes these trials change us along the way. Heartaches happen, we get caught up, we get out of touch with our own feelings. Sometimes I think we start growing apart very slowly, not even realizing until it's too late that we lost such a rare, special gift. Maybe it is too late, or maybe it's not! This has truly touched me because it is so real!

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Patricia Cisco
7 years ago

Very touching poem. This brought tears to my eyes. We have to believe that Love can transcend death and our loved ones are right there with us in just a different way, but it's so hard to explain it to a child. I believe his daddy is right there with him for the ride!

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Patricia Cisco

About Patricia Cisco

Poems by Patricia Cisco

"The Word"

November Harbinger

Hello Autumn

What A Difference A Day Makes

Waiting For Heaven

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