The Mind is a Wonderful Creation 19
The Mind is a Wonderful Creation 19
Taunting to rule
the fear still lingers in the background
tauntingly reminding you what was there
with the mental and physical scars
…fear still taunting to rule
the slightest memory of an event
will open the forgotten memory banks
stiffening your nerves opening your senses
…fear still taunting to rule
the hairs on the back of the neck are wound up
and you pull and twist at your hair
the thoughts and memory of it still mars
…fear still taunting to rule
trying to forget is good for a difficult dent
and is working because you give thanks to friends
who help mending your fences
…fear still taunting to rule
© Julia A Knaake
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A yellow Leaf
yes it is falling so very free
twisting and twirling all around
away from the sky so blue
using all its mighty power
finally unhinged from the tree
falling to the ground
to decompose and turn
a new and spring into a dear flower
© Julia A Knaake
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Honey
Seven years ago
it broke my heart
when you moved so very far away
so I give with love this gift
I made for you let us never part again
Seven years ago
we were good buddys
on a very special team and
we bowled to hearts content
let us never part again
Seven years ago
I missed you
from the start wondering and thinking
of you everyday often it made my life
so very blue let us never part again
Seven years ago
back to the neighborhood
my heart beats wanted to scream
but now it’s a happy heart and
not bent let us never part again
© Julia A Knaake
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Circle of you
Where does the future
of any human take them
when they walk the
twisting winding roads
of their life through
the ups and downs
of everyday living
turning at each be
nd in the path.
It is a fact that you
are born live and die.
No one of us are able
to change this cycle.
There is no way possible
because it is fact not fiction.
Some are born
with a silver spoon
getting everything
they desire
while others have nothing
but struggles every
moment of their life.
Often the life you live
is through circumstances
beyond your control
often repeated by your
care takers although
many pull out of this
repetitious circle making
their lives better
and more bearable
throughout the years.
When death finally
takes you
often there are words
about you
kind or unkind
bringing you home full circle.
Do you know the circle of you?
© Julia A Knaake
The Garden Riders
Hello my name is Colette but call me Gigi
I love my rider and his gentle caressing touch
I am a motorcycle riding down the road
winding, twisting and turning every curve
My bright color is sexy candy apple red
we stop in the country in a colorful garden
The flowers are bold, ugly the will never be
the trees sway and the grasses are so mild
We stop to rest under the tall leafy trees
I rest and cool down while he has some lunch
My owner is pleasing and good to me
keeping me in running order very much
My rider is wiry and not a heavy load
he’s smart and safe but with lots of nerve
A rider must be joyful and lively and not dead
our love for one another will never harden
My tires are the best that take us to see
all the countryside on roads that are wild
Riding along and singing in the cool breeze
my owner and I really like each other a bunch
© Julia A Knaake