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Where have the good times gone?
by Franz L Kessler
Thursday, February 24, 2005
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Immersed in every moment


Nibbling a sugar milk can (before my sister, or ants can get it)


Nauseous travel in Daddy’s beetle


On a bumpy road to southern shores


Collecting summer strawberries with Grandma


Enjoying the wind ripple through aspen shade


Night-sparkling skies, a shooting star


Time, so much, it felt like never-ending


 


Yearning for an empty blue sky


Enduring the first day at school


Assembling toy train tracks


Riding my first rusty bicycle (it used to be my sisters)


Sharpening pencils in Daddy’s smokey workshop


 


Painting yellow garden chairs with Mom


Apples were hanging sweet on September trees


Sitting on a log, campfire dreams


Sleeping on bleached grass next to my cat


 


Firy red glow, smoke drifts to an angry neighbor


Afternoon sunshine Mom is serving raspberry ice cream


Silence after the rain, dusk glow-worms and fireflies


Toys are becoming addictive the future dawns


 


© 2005 by Franz L Kessler


 


 

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Reviewed by SilverCeltic Moon
Franz, this was so wonderful. You took me back too! Thank you. ;) Silver
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain
Franz,

Perfect acrostic ... composed with sharpened pen - outstanding!!


Best regards,

Robert
Reviewed by Cynthia Castle
Franz,

Great acrostic composition. Beautiful memories of those innocent years nicely expressed. Much enjoyed. thanks for sharing.

Cynthia
Reviewed by Regis Auffray
You did a wonderful creation with this acrostic, Franz. They are not easy to do. Thank you. Love and peace to you. Regis
Reviewed by Franz Kessler
I learned a new word! ACROSTIC = short verse composition, so constructed that the initial letters of the lines, taken consecutively, form words. The term is derived from the Greek words akros, “at the end,” and stichos,“line,” or “verse.”

The word was first applied to the prophecies of the Erythraean Sibyl, which were written on leaves and arranged so that the initial letters of the leaves always formed a word. Acrostics were common among the Greeks of the Alexandrine period, as well as with the Latin writers Ennius and Plautus, many of the arguments of whose plays were written with acrostics on their respective titles. Medieval monks were also fond of acrostics, as were the poets of the Middle High German and Italian Renaissance periods. from Britannica
Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Excellent acrostic...clap clap clap....BHUWAN!!
Reviewed by jude forese
excellent acrostic ...
Reviewed by Melissa Rives
Loved the images and feeling of this...very well done!
Reviewed by Sue Hess
nostalgia at its best
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
oh, to be a kid again...those were the days. excellent acrostic, franz; thanks for the sharing!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
A very vivid image of how innocence does pass by. Sometimes I wonder if I ever was innocent.
Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
...but they leave us with wonderful memories..just like the one's you've written.
Enjoyed.

Lisa
Reviewed by Sara Coslett
Yes, they do pass by quickly. Looks like you have some nice memories. Happy to see you again Franz. Hope you are well. ~ Sara
Reviewed by George Jackson
Very fast, don't they? I've been kinda stuck on that last few days. A great poem.
Reviewed by E T Waldron
Ahhhh Franz! I have been asking the same questions. Where is the innocence? Lost in the valley of forgotten kindness and respect.
It is so mean spirited in today's society. Wonderful poem of the way it was!

Eileen
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