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Home Sweet Home- C 2005, By Dennis L. Knecht
When I opened the door- there was a lake on the floor-
Don’t ask me how the Hell I was feelin’....
Cause, when I ‘swam’ in- the dogs were sproutin’ fins-
There was running water from the li… -
Reconciliation
I sink into Ben. His fingers, white against my blue coat, don’t move. "Benny?" I whisper. Hardly a breath passes between my lips.
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The First Northeastern- C 2008, By Dennis L. Knecht
"Autumn is done- signs of winter are here!"
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With You...
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Simply put, a mistake
That night there was a snow-like rain, but still, I wanted beer. I bundled in my largest coat, which was stashed between the vacuum and a box labeled winter stuff.
I tucked my chin inside…
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Watch for signs that winters done
Mother nature proud
Displays her variety
Of New Birth and joy -
POETRY CALLS FORTH SPRING
There she stood high on a crest overlooking tomorrow. Her soft, melodious
oratory would call forth again the annual rebirth of all she surveyed. The
vigor and vitality of Her spoken wor… -
Ice Gardens
Great wings glide by Apollo’s blaze… velvet, violet dark of momentary Night…
mysterious platforms of frigid splendour afloat…wind-hewn dragons… apparitions…
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Keeping Warm
Goosebumps rise up from my flesh. It’s cold outside, and the windchill puts us well below zero. I shiver as I fumble to get my key in the lock. My cellular phone echoes a frozen warning thro…
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Cold Season
Shivers.
I’m cold.
Boosebumps sneak up
Covering my body entirely.
I listen to the wind
Oudside, howling through the trees -
It rattles my window panes
Giving me
More of a chill.
Shiver…
