Knoxville Tennessee Comments

This IS Knoxville, Tennessee, Nikki's father has planted on his fertile ground and see what a very good result, Nikki mentions these for us, the readers, I know these are the best results of her Daddy's hard working in his garden, Nikki is proud and has mentioned all the excellent products

I read this poem aloud, & it piqued all of my senses. Though I mostly loved that I could taste it.

Lovely poem, amazingly told by the right poet! 5 Stars full score and myriad more. We poets always live in our poetry and NIKKI is like me SYLVIE, who sees always the beauty and the best in all things in any place at any time

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A beautiful poem nicely put together from the heart.....

This poem was amazing! I loved it!

because i dont love you no more

it was a very good poem dude man

very good as I like eating raw okra, loves smell of tomato leaf, can eat onion, cucumber.

Summers are a blissful season offering so many wonderful things to do all day. Thanks, Nikki. Not only when you go to bed And sleep

I am not sure that work itself is as interesting as the commentary below. Indeed, the warmth of all things that make home home, is fuel for the heart and soul. Interesting to consider that this laundry list of familiar comfortables may seem completely alien to someone far away in a completely different culture, like Zanzibar or California. But we all share the yearning desire for the familiar comforts of home.

Sounds good to me. My kind of food. Interesting comments below.

In the garden. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

And okra And greens And cabbage And other vegetables like melon, pakwan, lanzones, duhat, mango, papaya, , guyabano, etc...

Not only when you go to bed And sleep....but all the time you like summer.....good and interesting narration

Lovely expression. Intetesting one.

Oh, and by the way, Rock n' Roll is way, way, way, way, way, way better than your stupid Gospel. Ew, I even hate typing it! Go Cali!

Listen, sweetie, I live in Knoxville myself and it's not that perfect. I'd rather be in California with my father, who was born there. But, he made a huge mistake and moved to Tennessee. Now he's stuck here and I'm trying to get my family out of this place full of dumb drunks, idiots who think the black smoke coming out of the back of their truck is cool and attractive, and stupid people with that crappy Southern accent. I am a poet, author and an artist and I am desperately trying to get a writing career and hopefully an acting career. And who doesn't love beaches and Leonardo DiCaprio? Obviously you don't. What a waste of talent. Anybody who's anybody loves Cali.

enjoyed this piece, words of purity, see yourself there, feel the breeze and warmth, the cold ice cream on your tongue.....