Must It Be Understood ? ? ?

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“I’ve written

some poetry

I don’t understand

myself”

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~ Carl Sandburg

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Elfje:   (also known as a Cinquain)

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words

homonym, homophone

similar but different

sounds like but not

understand

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Haiku:

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true spring has arrived

jasmine fragrance fills the air

sinuses react

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Poem:

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the jasmine, the jasmine, the blooms proliferate
the arbor moans under the vines weight
the fragrant aroma wafts through an open window
for the chickadees there is a convenient pillow

every blossom so intricately designed
as a host there is a scrumptious feast refined
just like snow flakes there are never two the same
for the Great Creator there is a miracle to acclaim

the garden is a frame for the artists blank canvas
colors and shapes developed like a poems stanzas
Mother Nature provides the pallet of a rainbow
the gardeners blueprint is their personal trousseau

delightful, wonderful, awesome, a subject never boring
real or imagined, my your garden always be most adoring.

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ME and the Boss

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