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Story telling poems

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Comment from schatzling
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Yes, it most certainly does.....that picture....it does say it all.
We Germans carry so much guilt because of Hitler, the Jews, the Concentration Camps. When in GERMANY EVERYONE needs to avoid Talking about the War
simply because it is a huge embarrassment to my/their nation. AND WE ARE VERY SENSITIVE too about. More importantly, Nazi memorabilia or to do the Nazi salute, even in jest: it's an imprisonable offense and no one is allowed to sing the first verse of the German Anthem. It became the national anthem in 1922, and during the Nazi era only the first verse beginning with "Germany, Germany above everything" was sung. After World War II, the country wanted to distance themselves from Nazi connotations, and so the official anthem is now the third verse. It's not necessarily illegal or forbidden to do so, but it is considered highly inappropriate. I wasn't even born yet, but I have so much literature on it. I do like Hitler, but I am totally against what he did. Hopefully you can understand that statement the way it is intended. The Americans had he slaves and the Germans had the Jews....This is a remarkable song and I fell in love with it. Thanks so much for sharing.

 Comment Written 27-Sep-2016


reply by the author on 29-Sep-2016
    I so admire how much you have opened up to me. You are yourself with me. When I write I forget about what anyone wants to hear. I am me. I made mistake, after mistake after mistake but I love my life now. If I could take your pictures especially the hand drawings and show them to the world. You and I would both be famous. I am not seeking fame., but I am seeking understanding. , acknowledgement and even though I have crossed the line to self love, I truly like and love me., one of my biggest desires is to pull you, kicking and screaming , across that line into the reality of the gifted person you are. One day Schatzling, will be the treasure her name says she is.
reply by schatzling on 01-Oct-2016
    I can picture that ever so clearly...you pulling me by my pony tail and left foot as my hands try to grab onto tufts of grass as I am swept across the terrain....you huffing and puffing mumbling words under your breath that I have nothing to be afraid of and that once I am out there I will be forever grateful that what you are doing is meant to be and me, yelling with my "just of a hint" of German accent, that I am not ready; that I cannot go where you are taking me....that I am going to fall apart and be a big disappointment....that you need to leave me be...I start begging....but you are as stubborn as I am and you a not giving up....as I finally find a pole ..... a teather ball pole and grab hold. Now my body is being utilized as a tug of war instrument......Need I say more....just like in tic tac toe...neither one of us has given up; yet neither one of us has yet won.
Comment from L.lora
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A most excellent poem, so
well thought out and presented.
While very poignant, your choice
of verbiage coupled with gentle
rhyme and easy flow have made this
a pleasure to read. Your accomplished
pen emotes a great sadness along with
hope. Well done, no nits or spags. Lora

 Comment Written 26-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 26-Apr-2016
    Thank you so much. I have learned so much from all of you.
Comment from Dean Kuch
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I'm quite sure Nazi propaganda minister, Joseph Goebbles, used this picture as a depiction of ordinary, ever day camp life for all of the incoming Jews, Russians, Czechs, and many other nationalities, to lure them into a sense of complacency as to the horrors they were all about to face upon their arrival at camps like Auschwitz, Bergen Belsen, Dachau, Birkenau, Belzec, Chelmno, Majdanek, Sobibor, and Treblinka.

Sadly, nothing could have been further from the truth, as they would soon learn.

Your poem, presented in six well composed, impeccably rhymed quatrains, is a testament to bravery in the face of overwhelming, insurmountable odds and horror.

Nicely done yet again, jusylee...

~Dean

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    thank you so much. I love the brief history lesson you just gave me. You are probably so right about the use of this picture. I hope against hope that this child lived.
reply by Dean Kuch on 26-Apr-2016
    My great Uncle, Karl Kuch, was an officer in the Waffen SS during WWII, jusylee. He had nothing to do with assisting with the camps in any way, however. He commanded a Panzer tank division, fought in the Normandy campaign, the Battle of the Bulge, and lived to tell about it.
    I know a great deal about the history of the Third Reich.

    ~Dean
reply by the author on 26-Apr-2016
    Then you are a treasury of knowledge that I would love to know. I hope you write about it.
reply by Dean Kuch on 26-Apr-2016
    I write lots of war poetry, some published.
    But I don't post it here. Not all of it anyway.
Comment from foxangie123
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I have reviewed and read this great piece of writing before without a doubt. It is as amazing and brilliant as the first time and when voted. Superior poetry.

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    Thank you so much. I am receiving so much love and I am starting to believe in myself. One step at a time.
Comment from Dr. Nad
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To tell you the truth I did not want to give you six stars. You have already been recognized, received all-time best, and won the contest for hope. For those reasons, I was tempted to believe that you did not need a six star, although it was certainly deserved. However . . . Hope Lives is such an exceptional poem with an exceptional picture and an exceptional subject that it just jerked the six right out of me. LOL. This was a very moving piece that needs to be published somewhere outside of fan story so that it can receive a larger audience. I'm just saying. Thanks so very much for sharing. May God bless you!

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    I have never received such a heartfelt and loving critique. I am honored and amazed. I have tears of sadness and joy in my eyes. I needed this for reasons you do not know. Thank you so much.
reply by Dr. Nad on 25-Apr-2016
    You are very welcome,
    this poem certainly deserves all the adulation it receives.
    Embrace the Love from above!
Comment from seaglass
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This is beautiful and says so much. Rhythm and meter make it a pleasure to read. to be able to like a life of this character is to be a life not regretted in the end. I am so curious about what it happening in this old picture.

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    I wonder about the picture too, I found it in at the holocaust site, It says it is public domain and no one knows who took it. I hope she lived.
Comment from candyfink
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This is a very powerful poem and the message that you are projecting is strong within itself. You are a fabulous writer. Thank you for sharing your talent.

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    You so touch my heart. When I was a child I would sing all the way home and imagine that the doors would burst open and everyone would know the same dance steps. That is why this picture touched me so much. She had no idea what was ahead of her, she just sang
Comment from CEO2020
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I admire poetry but I can only write poetic lines in my stories. This poem is strong on substance and writing skill. Of the six sonnets, the following has the most impact on me.

"To find a place where laughter lives
Where others only cry
To make a choice to care, to give
when some men choose to die "

Curious to know if you find my short stories worth reading.

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    I will definitely go and look them up. I love short stories.
Comment from RGstar
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''If evil comes and takes the sun
with all the death it brings
I hope that I will be the one
who stands up tall and sings''

Love that last verse, my friend.

I like the idealism behind this. A humanist perception always suit my ear.

One thing I might change is ''men'' three times in the sentence below;

''Why some men lived and some men died
Despite the tortured days
why some men turn to God inside
while others walked away''

ex

Why some men lived and some men died
Despite the tortured days
why some 'then' turn to God inside
while others walked away



as the third time is not needed, even with emphasis on the word, but all in all, nicely done. Good insight, and good delivery.
Havea great day.
My best wishes.
RGstar

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    What a great idea, I too look to see if sometimes a word is repeated too often. I will definitely look into this. Thank you .
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
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I can see why you won the contest, what a lovely poem of hope, and that photo, it makes me quiver inside. When I read where it was taken, those people who had no hope, still managed to find it. Excellent. xx Sandra

 Comment Written 25-Apr-2016


reply by the author on 25-Apr-2016
    Thank you so much. When I was a child I would walk down the street singing songs pretending all the doors would open and everyone would come out singing my musical and know all the dance steps. That is why that picture touched me so.