in the very heart of poetry

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“How they had dreamed

together,

he and she…

how they had planned,

and laughed, and loved.

They had lived for a while

in the very heart of poetry.”

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~ Elizabeth von Arnim

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Elfje:    (Cinquain)

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beat

pulsating rhythm

without a murmur

physical, emotional, mental, spiritual

heart

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Haiku:

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Jack Frost almost bit

the sun warmed earth held its ground

spring flowers blooming

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Poem:

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the journey with no destination
growing and learning along the way
the soul exists in every location
the mind creates home and away

where am I really
when I think I am lost
comfortable and contented ideally
normal is akin to being star crossed

today is a luxury I must not lose
the moments to savor and relish
doing God’s will I cannot refuse
avoiding the self centered and selfish

today I will live in the present
lessons from the past not forgotten
avoiding the issues of discontent
joys and pleasures to enlighten

gratitude for a mind that is free
and to have lived in the heart of poetry

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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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