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Margo y PearlRebecca and Samuel's first born child came into this world screaming loudly and kicking. Samuel wanted the name Pearl. Rebecca wanted to name her Margo.“Darling why Margo?” asked…Continue
Started by Julia A Knaake. Last reply by Julia A Knaake Jan 7, 2021.
Poets Postings Please 4 Replies
Thoughts from He to SheYou are attracted to the shy one Do not tell me that M'dear You are unique with star-like fun Showing curiosity with no fearYour sweet childlike purity No way trying to be coy…Continue
Started by Julia A Knaake. Last reply by Julia A Knaake Oct 26, 2020.
Family Reunions 17 Replies
I haven't gone to a Family Reunion for years.I do miss that myself but most of the…Continue
Started by Julia A Knaake. Last reply by Aggie Aug 3, 2018.
MY FAIR PROSTATE..(In The Tune Of "I Could Have Danced All Night" 2 Replies
I could have peed all nightor block the urge and fight.I chose to stay in bed.I've totally stained my sheetsworse than a jar of beetsand now I'm soaked instead. I've got my wife all agitatedand my…Continue
Started by Mark Joel Lane. Last reply by luvy1950 Jul 22, 2013.
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Comment by Aggie on December 17, 2018 at 11:10am
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Comment by Julia A Knaake on December 13, 2018 at 9:21pm
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Chosen Sunflowers
In the south of France
Actually the city of Arles
Vincent eagerly awaits
The models he had hired
But they failed to show.
Perhaps the fierce hot
Wind outside detained them
From their appointed tasks
To keep their appointment
With this future master.
Vincent, improvising all his life,
Walked outside into the wind
Gathered up Sunflowers
Alongside the side of the shed
Housing many earthenware pots.
Back into his humble home
With the creative mixing
Of his few meager paints
He created vibrant colors,
With painstaking patience
Emerged beautiful yellow shades,
Each center a different color tone
Making every seed defined.
This is how a few Sunflowers
Become a beloved painting.
©Julia A Knaake
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This is just about right now days
My cousins and I were told we could walk the 4 miles square
Do not soap anyone's windows
Do not toss anything in front of cars
Do not knock on a door that had no porch light onWe had lots of fun, never destroyed property, often were asked to come inside to sit at a table to have ice cream or cake while the elder s guessed who we were. One new to us person was a new teacher at our school and he sat us at the table, I think with his parents, while he cooked us hamburgers
We can't allow our youngsters to do these things now things now
I'm sure there must have been nut cases back then but perhaps they were hiding from us ferocious gypsies, bums, scarecrows, sea monsters, cowboys & cowgirls and Indians... we were just a bunch of farm kids enjoying Halloween.
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A Story to Chew On
Every Halloween
A trick or treat one
Dressed into their
Imaginative costume
Every Halloween
The goal was fun
Orange or purple hair
Some carried a broom
Every Halloween
Along the fence
The barren tree
Mocked the walk
Every Halloween
Some were tense
Fearing a banshee
Quiet fear to talk
Every Halloween
Gnarled branches
Cracked in wind
Deepening a shadow
Every Halloween
Leaves did dances
Spider webs twined
Moon presented a glow
Every Halloween
We took the trek
Full of spunk
All fear aside
Every Halloween
Often a snow-fleck
Made fear debunk
Walking the countryside
©Julia A Knaake
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My Angel Do Not Be Sad
My child. Why do you weep?
You are at peace now.
Father I hurt.
My child this is Heaven
there is no pain here.
Father I hurt in my soul.
My angel do not have tears
you are here to shine.
Father I am not worthy.
My child you are perfect.
I made you perfect.
Father I have flaws.
No My cherished child
It was time for you.
Father I left my loves.
My angel they have you
in their hearts forever.
Father I will not see them.
My child yes you will
You will see them every day.
Father I will not touch them.
My child yes you will
this is Heaven above all.
Father I will not see them.
Dear child you will see
your loves forever.
Father I will not hear them.
My child you are new here
you will be able to be with them.
Father my wing feathers fall.
My child each time your loves
see a feather they will feel you.
Father I feel better now.
Yes my child, you will feel the
warmth, the shine you are free.
Father thank you, I am home.
©Julia A Knaake
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The End Does Not End
The end
of the story
does not end
at the time
It creates
the beginning
of new stories
shared to all
Through many
generations
coming and going
for the future
©Julia A Knaake
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Life Vs Hashing
Time to go out and
Sail the salty waters
The sum of life is not
A hash over discussion
The talk is in—circles!
Getting us no where!
It's always the same
With little conceding
Filled with overreaction
Not seeing eye to eye
Life is:
Living
Loving
Losing
Laughing
Lingering
Longing
And
Sometime
Letting Go
©Julia A Knaake
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