Kinderjik Girl on the Windmill

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Who is that girl perched high on the wall
Peeking at us // she knows she won’t fall
Kinderjik girl lives in a windmill // right along the canal near by
Dreams her summer days away    watching tourists floating by
Doesn’t think it unusual to live in such a place
All her neighbors live in the same kind of space
As her mom hangs the family’s wash on the line
 She watches clouds floating and passes the time
Not much to do on a warm summer day
But dream of boys and while the time away

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

On our trip up the Rhine River last summer, we stopped at Kinderjik to see the windmills. It was a fascinating place to visit. They took us to a working windmill and showed us all around. On the way we passed several others, but the one with the little girl caught my camera’s eye!  All of the windmills have families living in them. We were told there is a waiting list for people wanting to live there.

 

Then What? (Political Satire)

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When distasteful statues of heritage are gone

and the founding fathers permanently buried

and our country’s history erased // then what?

When the constitution is rewritten

and modified and amendments deleted

in the name of progress // then what?

When the drive of capitalism is sedated

and wealth redistributed to those who have never worked

and banks replaced by government 666 chips // then what?

When everyone is forced into political correctness

and all the “I’m sorry people” are reconditioned

to all think alike // then what?

When “swords are beaten into plowshares”

and all the guns are recycled to a few

who keep the disgruntled in line // then what?

When religions are squelched for deviant thinking

and non compliance revives the “burning at the stake”

and “God is Dead” // then what?

When anarchy and revolution turns into an Orwellian nightmare

and Big Brother/Sister monitors and controls everything we do

and creativity and culture become acts of treason // then what?

2024 is not that far away!

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As I watch the conflict and clashes between protesters/rioter and Police and National Guardsmen in Portland and across the country, it makes me wonder whether they have thought beyond their present anger, the destruction of Government Buildings, De-funding the Police, Black Lives Matter, and anarchy. 

I have compiled some outrageous questions, all containing some truth, for them and us to think about!

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My Friend Ivor Stevens said it best in his Haiku:

Cold steel’s not power

Love can’t be an iron fist

Hand in hand we breathe

https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2020/07/27/a-collection-of-ponds-turns-into-a-lake/

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Superhero Comic Book

My granddaughter Molly has written a comic book about the experiences living with her new brother, who was adopted from Korea.  She lives out her fantasies and struggles on the pages of her book, hoping that sharing her struggles will help other children who have adopted siblings.  She is creating this for her Girl Scout Gold Award Project. Today, her little brother turns ten years old.
As you can, see I am very proud of both of my grandchildren, and hope you will take time to view it on Amazon.com.  Click above to view. If you have Kindle, you can read it for free!

Superheroes

Come in all sizes

We love them both

Check out her web site:  https://www.weadoptedasuperhero.com/?fbclid=IwAR0IE3LC-Ljt3qfBwNHOfzuaiHxCY-P8VKjdvq_Pp4xdCpf1QPg8p9U9d-s

Woodland Symphony

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Music pours out from shadow and tree
Calling us all to enjoy a reprieve
A melodious symphony straight from the heart
Each tiny instrument playing its part
Miniature voices in perfect pitch
Unwritten scores of notes that are rich
Filled with a beauty beyond man or pen
A symphony of music that will never end

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Mocking birds solo sopranos and basses
Finding their notes in so many spaces
Piccolo warblers and wren solos start
Antiphonal melodies straight from the heart
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The bassoon bull frog comes in now and then
Cicadas’ strings play background blends
Crickets and blue jays fill the air
The snare of the trees adds depth to the pair
Woodpeckers drumming on old hollow trees
A staccato rhythm that floats on the breeze
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Suddenly right out of the blue
The feline conductor brings all in on cue
With a growing crescendo from blue jay and friend
Celloed instruments calling, “This is the end!”
The squirrel plays percussion with his raspy scolding
As the woods fills with music the finale’s unfolding
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A thunderous applause from the balcony on high
Brings all to their feet flashes crossing the sky
The concert is over the conductor’s gone home
Performers take bows the music is gone

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Painting: Dwight L. Roth

This is a painting and poem are from a few years ago.  I wrote this as I sat under the trees listening to all that was going on above me. I love the idea of the birds and animals creating an orchestral piece brought on by the neighbors cat!

Survival Skill

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Survival Skill
     The past few weeks have brought the Black Lives Matter issue to a head with the deaths of black men at the hands of white Police Officers. I believe that Black Lives Matter, and I think what happened is inexcusable and should never have taken place. The TV News Media and the Press have had feeding frenzy over all that has happened, which I believe stirred up the racial tension even more.
     It seems everyone focuses on the end result of the incidents, and little attention is given to what led up to them. In many of the cases, when persons were confronted by police, the situation escalated when the victim began arguing, refusing to do what was asked of them. In some cases, the victims actually physically confronted the police officer. As a result, things ended up very badly for all involved.

If they had co-operated, I believe, most of them would be alive today.

Someone once said, “You can be right and still be wrong!” I believe this is one of those times.

Too many lives lost

Respect needed on both sides

Co-operation is a Survival Skill!

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Loreley Calling

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Boatmen on the Rhine
Hear echoes of the Siren.
Water Nymph calling
from the cliffs of Lorelei.

Steering in for a closer look;
Her seductive voice was all it took…
to crash their boats in the rocky shallows.

Her voice was clear //  they all could hear;
but no one ever really saw her.

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Last summer this time, we were on a river cruise up the Rhine for our 50th Wedding Anniversary.  Along the Middle Rhine we came to a prominent mountainous outcrop of rocks on the German side known as the Cliffs of Loreley (English – Lorelei)  At the bottom of the rocky cliff the river is shallow and rocky and dangerous for boatmen. As the story goes, the water running over these shallows creates a humming sound that echoes off the rocks. The myth was told that it was a beautiful young girl called Loreley who called  causing the boatman to crash their boats in the shallows.  At the very top is a monument that says these cliffs are a UNESCO site.

De Jackson at d’Verse, asked us to write a poem about Sirens or Mermaids. There are any mythical stories going way back and in many different cultures. This one we experienced in real life!

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

Benjamin Wissler

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Man of prominence
Heartbroken when Anna died
Granite Marker stands
A carved stone tribute
Nothing too good for Anna
Granite marker stands
Benjamin now rests
Next to his dear sweet Anna
Twin stone markers stand
Lasting legacy
Not to be forgotten
Granite marker stands
Remembered by some
Who now have joined him at rest
Granite Marker Stands

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Photos from the Hammer Creek Cemetery: Dwight L. Roth
Benjamin died two years before the Spanish Flu Epidemic of 1918.

Laura at d’Verse asked us to choose a name on a tombstone that we did not know and write a poem about this person. I decided to write a series of senyru poems. I took this photos a few years ago when we were in Pennsylvania.

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

 

Being Different – Children’s Book

A few years ago I found this unusual looking tomato in my garden. It had a long projection coming out that looked like a nose. My wife stuck on eyes and a mouth and Spike was born!  I decided to write a story for children about being different. I took spike around my house and took pictures of him sitting with different objects. Then I compiled it into a story that I thought kids would enjoy! Hope you enjoy it as well.

Click on the preview to see the beginning. You can read it free if you have a kindle unlimited subscription. If not you can purchase it to read on your computer.

Choices

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It pains my heart to see the way one policeman’s deadly action has reopened the door to division and strife that has been stewing for years in the United States. Peaceful protests are very much in order, but the violence of opportunistic looters and destructive vandalism in no way honors the memory of George Floyd. How can one call for respect when their actions show otherwise. The lack of wisdom and understanding in this situation is very disheartening!

Choices affect everyone;
changing the course of a nation
Choices are the difference between life and death;
altering the lives of everyone around us.
Wise choices lead to life…
“Above all, seek wisdom and understanding…” Proverbs

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

History Repeats

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Seems we never learn from history, so we are doomed to repeat our mistakes over and over again.  The Civil Rights era of the 1960s was a violent time of racial prejudice and hate played out on the streets of the South. Here we are almost forty years later still repeating the prejudice, hate and violence against our fellow men.

Today’s events
Take me back to the sixties

Blowin’ in the Wind

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“How many ears must one man have
before he can hear people cry?”

Bob Dillon –  Blowin in the Wind

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

My preference is Peter, Paul and Mary’s version of the song. Click below to listen…