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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 3/4/2005
Franz, this was so wonderful. You took me back too! Thank you. ;) Silver
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 3/1/2005

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

Best regards,

Reviewed by Cynthia Castle 3/1/2005

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

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 2/28/2005
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 2/27/2005
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 2/26/2005
Excellent acrostic...clap clap clap....BHUWAN!!
Reviewed by jude forese 2/26/2005
excellent acrostic ...
Reviewed by Melissa Rives 2/25/2005
Loved the images and feeling of this...very well done!
Reviewed by Sue Hess 2/25/2005
nostalgia at its best
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 2/25/2005
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) 2/25/2005
A very vivid image of how innocence does pass by. Sometimes I wonder if I ever was innocent.
Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers 2/25/2005
...but they leave us with wonderful memories..just like the one's you've written.

Reviewed by Sara Coslett 2/25/2005
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 2/25/2005
Very fast, don't they? I've been kinda stuck on that last few days. A great poem.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 2/24/2005
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!

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