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Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms Where a family of twelve lives in squalor Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler The father has a reputation for being a brawler The mother expertly sews Halloween costumes Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler Where a family of twelve lives in squalor The father has a reputation for being a brawler. The mother expertly sews Halloween costumes In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms She also makes and sells old-timey cane brooms.
written July 18, 2021 [This is a "trionet," a poetry form I invented It is made up of the standard 8-line triolet and an additional six-line stanza bringing it to a total of 14 lines after the manner of a sonnet.]

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Date: 7/23/2021 7:11:00 PM
"Where a family of twelve lives in squalor" This reminds me of the story Coal Miner's Daughter, and the Dolly Parton biography too.
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/23/2021 7:31:00 PM
Yep, lots of stories like theirs here in the Appalachians. I've been to Loretta's home here in Kentucky, but not to Dolly's in Tennessee.
Date: 7/19/2021 2:13:00 PM
Graphic write, Milt. I can see Mother rocking slowly back and forth in a tired old rocking chair while father, sat in a chair tipped back on its rear legs, dozes on the decking outside, a beer on the floor at his feet and his shotgun laid across his lap. Like it lots. Terry
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/19/2021 2:33:00 PM
Thank you so much, Terry, for your thoughtful comment. I love when people have a specific reaction to something I write.
Date: 7/19/2021 10:01:00 AM
Cool, I like the affect. Well done. You never fail to entertain. ;0)
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/19/2021 11:19:00 AM
Thanks so much for your thoughtful comment, Richard. I do try!
Date: 7/19/2021 2:47:00 AM
I enjoyed your write here. This is a story that has touched Appalachia where I'm from many times and I can relate. God bless you always, Love, Gina
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/19/2021 9:04:00 AM
Thanks, Gina, I really appreciate your comment. I didn't know you were from Appalachia. Blessings to you.
Date: 7/18/2021 9:08:00 PM
Takes one back a century or so. Better than having to drive all the way there. I just can picture it. Image-laden, sentiment-packed write, Milt. Love it. ~ Gershon
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/19/2021 9:06:00 AM
Thanks so much, Gershon, but it's still happening up in the hollers of Appalachian West Virginia and Kentucky. I'm glad you found it a good write.

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