In Slow Motion

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Poetry

is prose

in slow

motion.”

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― Nicholson Baker,

The Anthologist

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Elfje:

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hurry

run fast

with head down

no place to go

emotions

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Haiku:

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the hummingbird flits

in slow motion it’s still fast

summers brilliant gem

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Poem:

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I still know no better
errors, screw-ups and mistakes
nickname was the flake
never needed an abettor

a Higher Power was my protector
should have died a couple of times
never caught doing the crimes
could never pass the lie detector

today is a new way of thinking
before the act understand the consequences
before the bet take care of the expenses
it all begins with no more drinking

thoughts and actions guided by God’s will
faith that I’m protected by  fairy godmothers
finding the most satisfaction helping others
working for dreams and wishes to fulfill

life, as always, a matter of choices
learning that there are another options
seeking out the most enjoyable actions
finding pleasure in listening to the voices

hopefully, today, that voice will be yours.

ME and the Boss

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About merb010

Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010

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