Monthly Archives: September 2017

Favorite Poet

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“Must be going crazy—

my favorite poet lately

has been me!

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― Wayne Kaumualii Westlake

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Elfje:     (Cinquain)

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favorite

most liked

best there is

could never  do without

mine

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Haiku:

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Lightening and thunder

God’s ultimate fireworks show

highlights each season

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Poem:

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bugs rule the world

waiting for the bug man

the eco system to be imperiled

we know it is just another scam

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the roach can survive a nuclear attack

live three days without it’s head

can see where its going in the pitch black

they will be here long after man is dead

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the best bugs give us silk and honey

mosquitoes and fire ants the biggest pest

centipedes give us a run for our money

their goal is the whole wide world to infest

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certain aboriginals do the larva eat

some pay good money for chocolate covered ants

I’m not quite certain I’d call them a treat

I will not go out of my way to give them a chance

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no itching or scratching

it only makes things worse

just think of the millions now hatching

believe, Nature’s plan is not a curse

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protect all life (maybe) as holy

but it is still fine to feed the fish

to eliminate the moths who make us holey

believe me, my favorite sound is still …. squish

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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I Like Asparagus

“For a lot of people,

poetry tends to be dull.

It’s not read much.

It takes a special kind

of training and a lot of practice

to read poetry with pleasure.

It’s like learning to like asparagus.”

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― Thomas M. Disch

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Elfje: (cinquain)

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munch

a bunch

nibble the spear

eventually it’s eaten raw

asparagus

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Haiku

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snow has yet to melt

asparagus heads pop up

springs first savory crop

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Poem:

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A thousand words ago

life began and life ended

inch by inch driven by ego

all honor was to be defended

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the child is given excuses

learning to lie and to manipulate

the personality grows elusive

never again will there be a sinless slate

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mother dearest does the nurturing

peers drive home the lessons

likes and dislikes forever versioning

many experiences give lasting impressions

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with his addictive brain on backwards

eventually the wrong choice is made

he was fingered as one of the bad actors

the law pinched him in a whorehouse  raid

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another soul lost in the system

the normal’s don’t understand a mental obsession

rare is the judge and jury who possess wisdom

another life whose ending is in question

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did this happen a hundred years ago

whose great grandfather was the horse thief

hundreds of old photos in the portmanteau

tales being told that are beyond belief

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what will history say about our generation

too many selfish and self-centered worried about the I

is this the beginning of the end or the start of a new creation

as we waste our time arguing  about the pie in the sky

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will you mind your own or someone else’s business

whose honor should be defended

will you procrastinate or be ambitious

is there a message we can comprehend

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let the philosophers debate what will be

let us, you and I,  lunch by the sea . . .

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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