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Football fundraiser for Ryder

A Place Called Forever

"A Place Called Forever" Lyrics by Richard M Knittle Jr. and Mike Terry Music composed by Mike Terry

Live poetry by Richard M Knittle Jr ​July 22nd, 2019


July 22nd, 2019 Live poetry by Richard M Knittle Jr. because I want to and I have a new book coming very soon number nineteen.

July 22nd, 2019 Live poetry by Richard M Knittle Jr. because I want to and I have a new book coming very soon number nineteen.

From my pen to your heart and soul.

You asked me once

You had asked me once to try and explain just how much that I love you in just a single word so I thought about it for several days and many nights then I came up with "Time" as in from the beginning of until the very end and everywhere in between as there is never enough in a day or not enough at night when we make love and when I am away from you time moves so slow yet when you and I are together it seems to fly by, and with every grain of sand I fall even deeper in love with you then I was the day before for you see when our "time" is over when the hands upon the clock no longer turn I will no longer need to wonder if my love for you was the greatest this world has ever known because all I will do is ask and "time" will tell. Poet Richard M Knittle Jr. A #Poets Journey

Tick Tock Tick

Tick tock tick tock It is three am reads the clock on my bedroom wall with a steady tick tock tick tock tick tock that seems a little louder then I can remember as I lay there in bed all alone and feeling lost without a care if I am alive or dead tick tock tick tock my mind is very clouded in a thick black fog making it very hard to think as I find it increasingly hard to sleep tick tock tick tock brrrrr I shiver from the bitter cold icy air that has come in from out of nowhere and there is heavy feeling of a very deep despair that is hanging in the room lingering in the air like an under lit smoky bar at three am closing time tick tock tick tock tick tock that is pressing down on my chest like a pair of vice grips then terror comes over me as realize I am all alone and unable to move paralyzed tick tock tick tock tick tock as I think to myself stop breath calm down is this real or am I only having a bad dream or maybe nightmare yes th

July 17, 2019


As I stand here

As I Stand Here As I stand here on this mountain top looking at all of Gods creations in awe at all that is around 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 and people who are just like me that have been diagnosed with mental illness with no care like depression, anxiety, personality disorders, and even PTSD. As I stand here and think about life and So many other different things in this valley that are 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, the Gulf War and many more, is there anything else besides war that we know? When will we finally be ready to give peace a chance? That is what I want to know, but greed and power will be hard to erase and are the catalyst to all the violence around the world that we use to ma

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Are we really the master?

Are we really the master of? I have always said that blood or DNA does not always mean family and really is not that much thicker then water I mean take a damn good look at me, I am the epitome of a excommunicated proverbial black sheep of the family and to tell the truth I am very honored that I am thought of that way, and even Ryder whom I fought an all-out war over and whom the world knows me as his father regardless of who his sperm donor is, so I sit back start to really wonder are we really the captain of our own ship? Do we really navigate through our own time and space? Are we the true masters of our own fate? Or is our life already predestined and no matter what we say or do it will end up the same anyway, what do you think is it luck or fate? Or could it be something else entirely all together? Then I began to think about how we all turn out in life there are some very good some pretty bad while others are happy yet some are sad, then some of us die young and others live

Land of the lonely

Land of the lonely (Where depression calls its home) Running from all the darkness while searching for the light, looking for the truth in a world that is so full of lies, always fighting the demons that we all create inside, seeking out the others to find out where they hide, looking for true love in a place that love has gone, trying hard to spread the word of joy and peace in a land where wars rage on, waiting for the sunshine where the night begins and ends, fighting back the teardrops that seem to never end, hoping to find some happiness when loneliness is the king, where sorrow is the child of regret who is now the queen, looking up at the cloudless skies as thunderstorms rain down, as lighting lights the clear blue skies while the thunder hides its roar, climbing up a mountain while falling to the ground, screaming out for help yet making not a sound, standing in a crowd of people yet feeling all alone, while getting lost in a foreign lan

Story of you and I

Our story begins Our story begins on a warm summer night with just you and I under the light of all the stars above and the glow of the moonlight looking down upon us from a clear midnight sky, while we are busy holding on to each other while wrapped in nothing at all but our hopes and   dreams that we both share along with everything and the  taste of each other's lips left over still from our first kiss while   we make love for hours then fall   asleep in the other's arms then wake up to the rising sun starting   all over again until the shine of  early morning light from the   beauty of a Texas sunrise when  we start to plan our lives together    while staring deeply into each    others eyes where it felt as if    time itself begins to speed up   and begin to fly as many years   just went on by as our story of   you and I continued filling all of those   pages with so much laughter   and even tears telling of sickness    and fears a