Few Words – Big Picture

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“I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills

When all at once I saw a crowd

A host of golden daffodils

Beside the lake beneath the trees

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”

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― William Wordsworth

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Elfje:        (Cinquain)

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grow

become more

recycle the image

nose to the grindstone

prosper

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Haiku:

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unseasonable

extreme swings in temperatures

can’t believe forecast

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Poem:

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few words – big picture
lyrical poetic mixture
brilliant fields of wildflowers
backyard’s vibrant bowers

could I see with x-ray
what would the secrets display
what if the walls could really talk
could I write music if my last name were Bach

picture this, picture that
was Ethel actually a true blue dingbat
does silver paint a picture that is cold
all that glitters could be fool’s gold

is this world an optical illusion
what we dream is a foregone conclusion
focus is a verbal and visual delineation
confusion is a major conglomeration

while the carny draws the caricature
the poem is the really true big picture

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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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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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