Briefly this eve Bit of smoke drifted by Thought I turned off kettle I was remiss,still on Died of smoke you see Burnt lungs tried to read I did Fear renemberence no air Cough I could not find clean air So I found medication and breathed What a tremendous feeling simply finding pure, clean air.
Paul(second youngest son of Robert Heike who with his young wife and oldest son Robert and little Paul came from Prussia and settled in Butternut,Wisconsin.Robert was a Lutheran minister.Butternut is where Cub Lake is also in Sawyrr County.) my grand dad a First sargent in the nedical corps in France WWI. Grand dad removed injuredContinue reading “Cub Lake, owned by Heike family since bought by Paul John Andrew Heike in the 1930’s”
Pandora’s box Why is it like a locked box? Why is. This skill not allowed Out? Imagination arts writers define the need! Marslow Hierarchy defines need Writers fulfill need to impliment imagination Why are we not doing all we can to encorage perpetuate imagination? Why are no schools encouraging us who write and imagine NoContinue reading “Imagination”
Words bring thought Stir conscious Envoke feeling Stir pot Ruminate in my meloncholy gut The sky in northern Iowa now ‘Bleak!’ Great word Poets friend Sculptors knife Medium Chunk of wood Canves Vocabulary Intination Cadence All returns like humanity to dust Yet sift through ones we love We are more then dust Uncle Norm wasContinue reading “Bleak”
When I write inside whats to immerge is void caps i am forever writing by choice void caps a friend sees no caps and feels need to insists my grammers wrong My grammars fine My heart write My fingers create My soul soars Written word Wolf howls! Out Iowan lesbian sculps vie Poetry