Spilled Ink from the heart and soul of Poet and Author Richard M Knittle Jr.

Good night and sleep tight sweetheart  as I now look forward to waking up  every morning next to you with the brand new revelation of our anticipation in the  participation through reciprocation of making  love all night long to you because of my  total expectation moving forward of our  complete dedication without any type of apprehension or the preconception that  our love will be everlastingly endlessly  and forever, so I just want you to know unequivocally without a shadow of a  doubt that I absolutely unquestionably  and genuinely love you for you are my  love that makes all my dreams come true.  Poet Richard M Knittle Jr. A Poet's Journey A Texas Poet Laureate Nominee 2016-2020

Hourglass The flames of all his heated passion that at one time raged out of control burning hotter than the fiery depths of hell and higher than any fire that has ever burned before that had once spilled from his pen which was now laying on the cluttered desk is now just barely leftover embers in the cold ashes of what was his life, and the deep, what had seemed never-ending well that he pulled all of his beautiful words from went from what was a mighty river that was raging making its own path cutting down just about anything that stood in its way of change washing away all the tears of of hate and cries of social injustice crashing down on years of depression, and religious oppression wiping out all of the cold and bitter darkness while leaving only peace, love, and an understanding in its wake is now just a barely a trickle slowly streaming down the dirty gutter that was built of self regret and deep sorrow leaving it to fall and gather into a stagnated pool filled with the stench...

Back in the beginning. Back in the beginning when  God created love he was  thinking of you and me, our  passion for each other Is as  hot as the fires of hell and that baby is not all that hard to see.  Compassion and trust is beyond a must for  relationships to last as lies and betrayal in  any form we shall never cast. The honesty and transparency  that we share between us we show for all to see is so  epic and beyond belief it is  incredibly hard to believe Our love we have for each  other will last till the days at end forever in love for  evermore between you and Me. Poet Richard M Knittle Jr. A Poet's Journey A Texas Poet Laureate  Nominee 2016-2020

I have been living in a realm where there is no love and nightmares are the reality, it is a place filled with demons of every shape, type, and size where the darkness is the only comfort for the dreams that die living nowhere so the insanity of the sain ones is not left behind, I am just a player in costume and my shadow knows all on the edge of tomorrow where the selfish now rule in a kingdom of yesterday's it is where today no longer calls with deep regret is what fills the ocean that surrounds the bay of sorrow where hope is a rumor that never comes true and strength is the measure for the king to let go of as the queen is the true ruler who hides away in his mind controlling the meek like the flesh of who all died where laughter is outlawed and smiles are a sin as happiness lost joy and the innocent end where one's soul is held under by chains of the heartfelt that no longer bleeds or beats out the life that the light needs to be where sunshine is shining yet the light wi...

She is the one It felt as if he was moving so much faster  than anything around him as his heart started  beating a little faster while pounding harder  then it had ever before, that is when he noticed  the clock that was hanging up on the wall had  either stopped or slowed way down to a crawl   "what is going on," he thought to himself "I  wonder if I have finally cracked going completely  insane? Is this just a dream? Am I asleep, at least  that is what it seemed to him as it all started when  she had walked in to the room, it felt as if "wait" "No, that cannot be" time itself had slowed down then stopped like it had just stood still, refusing  to move on while even that single grain of sand  in the hourglass on the desk just kind of hung  there, almost like it was floating in the air, he  then looked over at her and wondered who she was, he had not even a clue, all he knew was  she was the most beautiful ...

And that will be the end. I finally sat down and wrote this piece of poetry just for you sweetheart while you are always on my mind it was a promise that I had made to you the day that we said I do, it was one to tell the world our story about how our love would last until the ends of time may be even longer until eternity has past, it is one that started with a once upon a time just like in all of the books that you read, where you are a beautiful princess in trouble just waiting to be saved by me your knight in shining armor on beautiful white steed carrying you to safety in love together forevermore, but, all of those you stories that you read are only children's fairy tales they never do come true and the happily ever after hahaha well that was not how ours turned out so here you go the story of me and you, it all started the night we kissed the first time we ever went out together and we saw the fireworks and the bombs bursting in the air along with lightning striking flash...

I have forgotten I wonder what it was I might have done in my life to deserve just how it is that I feel, which I can tell you starts with a sadness so deep I can feel it all the way down to my soul, just like whenever I close my eye at night and try to dream a darkness will take full control causing my body to shiver and shake aching from the bitter cold, I just do not know why it feels like I am always so alone no matter who it is that may be around and why can I not smile anymore is it because I have forgotten what laughter is all about? Now that I have been  thinking it seems to me that the only thing I can feel is only numb inside, I cannot love or even hate it is like my emotions have either got lost or maybe even died in fact I do not care about anything at all not even my own fate, so now I guess am stuck right here where I stand since they all say that you should never need to go backwards to face your...

As I drive to work today As I drive to work today tears will fall  streaming down my pale tired face why you say? Well because they do  that every day, they fall for lost loves  of my past and happiness that never  last for all my sons I hold so dear and  a future bleak that I now fear even the  thought that I will die alone when I  knock there is no one home I cry for  sorrow and deep regrets for good  friends I lost and will never forget,  or a son that is not mine whom I  searched forever and could not find  I cry for the homeless ones now on  the streets and dying addicts I will  never meet for truth and justice that  never come and innocence lost to  some is that the answer that you seek  because those reasons are just a peek for peace and strength no longer mine  and the will to live I cannot find a battle lost that took its toll as the  ...

This week brings on the start of the holiday season which is considered the highest concentration of suicides. If you know someone who is depressed please check on them more often the next few weeks. Suicide prevention hotline 1-800-273-8255 call and talk to someone before its to late. Demons These demons I fight I know are for real,  from the scars on my heart to this pain  that will not heal. I lay in my bed but at night I am awake,  for the dark ones have taken all of my  dreams to forsake. My fate has been sealed and with  God's help I tried, but my world is  now over as it fell fast to their side for my entire life has been nothing but  one day in hell, and because it meant  nothing to me the faster I fell. I fought back for my freedom and for  the last of my sons, the fight for Ryder I  beat easy but for addiction well it is still on. I fought hard with the courage of his  only son...

Intoxicating Your very essence is so very intoxicating to me that it causes me to become drunk by  your beauty as it is  pumped from a pounding heart causing my  pen to embark on a whole new verse that  reads making love to you is all I want to do  from when the sun goes down until it rises up again then the night falls and dark  is all around the stars light our path like  fireflies by the sand and the moon begins  the glow showing us where we need to go  as tears and sweat fall from our bodies  become one lost in time our hearts pounding hard beating out the melody of who and  what we are while our souls are  holding on  to the others hand in hand dancing through  the skies where no one has ever been searching  for eternity through the ocean of forever while we are here and now together until the ink runs dry just as you and I become lost in one another’s eyes...

My story too As I sit here again right next to you and look up and down at your beautiful body, the ink starts to flow freely filling up my Poets pen causing a slight swelling as it is pumped from a loving heart that  still and always will remember you as my  now awakening soul wonders to itself as  it senses the familiar scent of another that  it once held ever lovingly close in its arms  then searching now for what seems like  forever for the love and happiness that  it used to know but since lost in a world of  deep emotional scars from others who never  could let them be for their own selfish needs  as the memories start playing like a broken movie reel repeating the same scenes constantly  from one night of desperately wanted and  very much needed passionate love, when the bed was soaked in your orgasmic sweat back in a desperate time when two broken souls who was so very lonely met filled with sorro...