Bring Some Of It With You

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“You will

find poetry

nowhere

unless you bring

some of it with you.”

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― Joseph Joubert

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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rhyme

shared thoughts

reader to listener

audience to the writer

poetry

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Haiku:

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freezing rain breaks boughs

nature’s attempt to prune limbs

springs healthy new growth

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Poem:

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once there were a happy people
living and loving very peaceful
every house had a heaven pointing steeple
children played and laughed gleeful

could there ever again be such a place
acceptance did not depend on your face
everyone respected each others space
there was only one human race

can politicians dictate such a thing
do miracles arrive on an angel’s wing
faithful marriages signed with a ring
harmonies that all are able to sing

will geneticist eventually eliminate the ego
no more testing with a placebo
no man made boundaries, you are free to go
peace and love the only credo

let us all raise a grateful prayer
work together to clear the air
eliminate the threat of warfare
solve the need for welfare

know that time will go on without us
only evil thoughts should be treasonous
most hopes and dreams are superfluous
God,
just let me be another bozo on the bus

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ME and the Boss.

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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Like Beautiful Music

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“A poet is an unhappy being
whose heart is torn
by secret sufferings,
but whose lips are so
strangely formed that when
the sighs and the cries
escape them, they sound
like beautiful music.”

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― Soren Kierkegaard

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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sound

two feet

hale and hearty

planted on the ground

healthy

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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music to my ears

symphony

orchestra in tune

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Poem:

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am I hearing things
can it be a wish and a prayer
is it the sound of angels wings
pixies a silent oath do swear

am I seeing things
could it be just a mirage
is it politically attached with strings
gnomes hidden by camouflage

am I feeling things
emotions tied to the heart
wistfully longing for magic rings
gremlins believe in modern art

am I dreaming things
may it be the kissing disease
gifts of beauty from benevolent kings
fairies that can float on a breeze

what determined who I am
I probably need a 12 step program

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ME and the Boss.

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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