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Fairy tales versus nursery rhymes

Fairy tales versus nursery rhymes

Even though fairy tales more than never ever
come true and happily ever after is only
the ending of many Disney cartoons, you still could
find yourself in a sort of real-life reality living in a
convoluted child's tale or even a nursery rhyme
if that is what you want to call it, you know
a story we tell children to keep them in line or
to scare them into a mentally disturbed subdued
sense of a controlled environment causing
the manageability of our kids, in other words
we scare the shit out of them, like chopping off
the tails of three blind mice with a bloodied
butchers knife, or getting cooked alive like
Hansel and Gretel if they don't listen, or a big
bad wolf eating Little Red Riding Hood which
sounds a little like sexual innuendo, or like
two people that used to be a couple sitting
there in eerie silence on completely opposite
sides of a king size bed in what used to be
their room together as neither one would say
a word to the other while …

February 22, 2028

February 22, 2028

When I woke up this morning there was
not a single war anywhere in the world to
be found for peace had broken out in all
the countries and in every single town,
there was not a single gunshot fired today
in anger or even hate for all the citizens of
earth had finally given peace a chance on
this very fateful day. The color of a man's
skin we had finally all forgot, so the only
colors we now know were from the beautiful
rainbows born and all the crayons in their
box, all of the homeless people had found
a warm place to live while no one anywhere
around the world went hungry and had
enough to drink, while all of man's religions
held each other's hands as they prayed,
oh what a wonderful world we lived in on
this very special day, the world had finally
come together to teach about only love
and peace hoping to heal our broken world
and to erase all of the hate, brought together
by the dreams of all the Poets , who all knew

The Ron Shaw Show second interview 3/16/2016

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Addicted to you

Addicted to you

Hey, girl, I'm an addict but I know that is
not something new but I am not addicted
to any kind of drug no baby, I am totally
and completely addicted to only you, so
I need a fix, one really bad, because of the
fact that I have the shakes baby, I am
going completely mad, it has only been
days but it feels like weeks or months
since I have had any part of you, so come
on baby girl, what can you do for all of
this pain? That is pounding down deep
in the middle of my chest? Now, you are
in my brain that I must confess, I see you
here and I see you there I am I think that
I'm hallucinating as I see you everywhere,
I need you now, I need you bad, not just
some before I start to crash, baby no, I
can't take anything less than what you
got underneath that tiny black dress, you
are my drug, the one of choice, the very
best, you are my dealer so break It all
out, I need a whole lot of you right now,
so you better make it stout, oh baby, let's

Live poetry reading by Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr. on 03/16/20...

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Li😎ve poetry reading by Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr. on 03/16/2019

Live poetry reading by Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr. on 03/16/2019 😎

https://www.facebook.com/rknittle/videos/10205542516319649/

The Battle Lost: Ryder's Birth five years old.

I woke up early this morning because of Ryder, crawling into my bed curling up beside me and falling asleep as he has every night except the year he was taken when I wrote my first book "The Battle Lost: Ryder's Birth" I had no idea it would be the catalyst to seventeen books, nine published songs, two nominations for Texas Poet Laureate, countless number poems, and quotes fans around the world, hundreds of messages about how I have inspired, helped, and even healed by just spilling ink down on paper a gift from God and those angels high above and just five years later it is still in the top ten in one of many kindle categories with many number ones to show for this one little fifty two page piece of epic poetry based in truth I wrote to heal for one and two for Ryder to know who I was in his life in case I never saw him again just so he would know who and what I did for him out of love. It was Free then still Free today and Free tomorrow, in fact, it will be Free foreve…

Loves war

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Love is what makes humans it is who and what we truly are and where we are going in this life. Even though love is only just a four letter word it is very complex one. It can mean so many things to so many people I think it has gotten lost over translation and time love is not word that you throw out there because we have all been conditioned to repeat back as if we were parrots doing a trick, For example there are so many different types, and meanings a whole lot of feelings which continuously reeling like The love between to star cross lovers, between a mother and her son, between a brother and sister, don't forget the one between a dog and his master, even my love of early morning warm spring baseball game a hot dog and beer with all four of my sons and always remember what Pat Benatar says "Love is a battlefield" 

Loves war

Goodnight sweetheart I hope 
that you sleep well and when you
finally close your eyes and start 
to dream tonight it is one of 
sunny sandy white beach…

Forevers beginning

Forevers beginning 

In all of the eternities through
forevers beginning until the ends
of all time your beauty shines as
the sun rises casting its warming
light casting out all of the darkness 
along with the many stars high
above that sparkle across the midnight
skies just like the ones I see which
capture my soul as it mesmerizes
 me when I gaze into your beautiful
eyes casting visions of you like a
beautiful bright shooting star falling
 across the milky-way way
defying all of time itself burning
 brighter then all others as if you 
were captured in a photograph
always frozen never fading away 
a gift to all who cast eyes upon you
 like a priceless diamond set in
a necklace upon flawless skin only
to be worn by a goddess or even 
a princess whose very essence is
what all fairy tales will be made of
when dreams become reality like
all of the ones that live in my mind
whenever I think of you.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A #Poets Journey

As I stand here

As I Stand Here

As I stand here on this mountain top 
looking at all of Gods creations in 
complete and total awe at all that surrounds 
me, I am saddened that I am even human
 any more since hate, violence, and racism 
is all I ever now see, with children dying 
before they are born with some even homeless, 
hungry, and living dirty on the streets with
 people who are just like me that are diagnosed 
with mental illness with no care all like 
depression, anxiety, addictions, personality 
disorders, and even PTSD.

As I stand here and think about life and
 so many other different things in this 
valley that is down below, I started wondering 
out loud and then to myself "Have we not
 learned anything from our past?" World war I, 
World War ll, Vietnam, Korea, Gulf War 
and many more,
is there not anything else besides killing 
and war that we know? When will we finally
 be ready to give peace a chance? That is 
what I want to know, but the problem is 
greed and power and that will be very hard 
to er…

A Fathers Love

a very good friend of mine lost his son last week I have no words that will console him or any parent for that matter who has lost a child and cannot imagine what he is even going through and hope I never will. My heart goes out to him as tears of sorrow now fall.

A Fathers Love

As tears of sorrow fall from
grace God himself now calls
his name while angels sing
a lullaby a fathers son has
said goodbye with angel wings
of gold and lace his heart now
fills with love and faith while
memories flow within his mind
like photographs defying time
connected forever through
heart and soul a child's love a
parent knows never ending
through life and death, their
whispers heard with every
breath looking down from high
above he will always know his
fathers love.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A #Poets Journey

I think that time has forgotten

I think that time has forgotten

My wounds are still open the pain feels so
real, I think that time has forgotten to heal
all of the pain that I am in for it is still is going
strong, I just do not quite understand how it
can keep going on for this damn long.
Sorrow and guilt are still filling my head with
the sadness of dark and bitter despair, as
anger along with rage is now beginning to
take its place, the longer that you are not here,
while all of the strength that I once had is
now fading away as the sleepless nights now
only gives way to just another pain filled day,
the hope I had right from the start has been
emptied from a very broken heart. I look up
to God every day and ask him when an why?
Yet he always gives me the same old answer
of, you just need a little more time.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A #Poets Journey