Invisible

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“The poet is

the priest

of the

invisible.”

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— Wallace Stevens

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Elfje:      (Cinquain)

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twilight

in camouflage

concealed in color

birds chirp evening psalms

invisible

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Haiku:

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blizzard of brightness

an invisible world

a winter white out

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Poem:

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love lost, love gained

the backbone of music and verse

life’s tribulations to be explained

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emotions usually hid in a closet

songs vicariously used to emote

seeking a ride on a fantasy rocket

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love yourself, love others

some preach unconditional love

the best love comes from Mothers

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when one is feeling down and small

it is best to remember

God loves us all

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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A Symptom

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“Poetry

is not

an art,

it’s

a symptom.”

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~ Michele Brenton

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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symptom

associated with

caused by something

rash, swelling, fever, cough

victim

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Haiku:

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hummingbird hovers

sweet nectar from bird feeder

glad to help nature

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Poem:

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luck

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there was a man named Stan

of limericks he was not a fan

he possessed no sense of humor

just another misplaced baby boomer

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he could get lost on the playground

the favorite target of the class clown

on all of his test he was just so average

couldn’t even decide on a preferred beverage

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at sixteen he failed his drivers test

playing video games he became obsessed

his high water pants gave everyone a laugh

not one yearbook did he ever autograph

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finally, as a senior, he just hung in there

with the class queen he had an affair

she made millions from her photograph

and good old Stan had the last laugh

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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