Monthly Archives: February 2017

Delicious

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“Yet, it is true,

poetry is delicious;

the best prose

is that which is

most full of poetry.”

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~ Virginia Woolf

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Elfje:

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style

tone deaf

plaids and stripes

can create only confusion

tasteless

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Haiku:

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no member of click

whose afraid of Virginia

doing my own thing

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Poem:

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under the weather

caught what has been going around

having trouble keeping it together

a little stir crazy being home bound

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not that I have places to go

nor people to see

hanging around the house is status quo

things usually done by this retiree

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chores usually completed without thinking

no clean undies in the drawer

reminds me of the days when I was drinking

me and my world look un-cared for

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what a great excuse for procrastination

how important is it anyway

can’t blame a lack of motivation

the pipers cost will eventually be paid

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every nap awakens to another medication

remembering the hang overs from days gone by

feeling better, doing the meditation

body is doing its best to detoxify

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making plans to get out of this slump

reading, writing, not thinking about how bad I feel

calling it another life speed bump

believe in myself, just follow the zeal

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(there are another six stanzas in here somewhere,

just too sick and tired to look for them.)

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here’s to the birds that sing in the spring

here’s to the pleasure of feeling well

may God take care of your everything

may you never run into that ugly germ cell

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God bless and God speed …

 

ME

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Quarrel

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“We make out of the

quarrel with others,

rhetoric,

but of the quarrel

with ourselves,

poetry.”

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~ William Butler Yeats

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Elfje:

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Who

does not

quarrel with themselves

could have, should have

maybe

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Haiku:

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why must I grow up

seasons of our discontent

choices, choices, luck

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Poem:

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is there a reason, is there a rhyme

life moves on in spite of me

did I, could I, have missed my prime

did I learn nothing on my father’s knee

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growing old is not an option

acting mature is a matter of opinion

steadily we rely more upon the naproxen

the hot toddy and a nap our best companion

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been there, done that

I just can’t remember where or when

reduced to the trivial chitchat

the weather is the common denominator for all men

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look in the mirror and have a good laugh

don’t take yourself so damn serious

a giggle a day will cut the aging in half

only God can explain the mysterious

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Today is the only day we have to live

enjoy it on the positive, laughable,  side

try your hardest to better than just survive

sleep well my friend, saying I tried, I tried. . .

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