Except In Dreams

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“Clear, unscalable, ahead

Rise the Mountains of Instead,

From whose cold, cascading streams

None may drink except in dreams.”

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― W.H. Auden

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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dreams

mental images

asleep or awake

what to live for

aspirations

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Haiku

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deadly red tide blooms

waters warmed by summer sun

carnage on beaches

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Poem:

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the perfect love does not exist
except in dreams or poetry
unaided by modern psychiatry
it began when we first kissed

it ended when you went away
broken dreams, poetry unwritten
by the devil we were smitten
negative feelings the price to pay

a sickness compounded by group therapy
another shrink who thought he was God
for the sake of riches, another fraud
good feelings came from giving to charity

fortunately the light finally broke through
a Higher Power led the way
prayer and meditation was the price to pay
worked much better than the lucky horseshoe

abandon the hope for perfect
faith, choose serenity and peace of mind
accept God’s world as is and you will find
the law of balance is in effect

abandon the hope for perfect
it exist only in dreams and 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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Hope and History

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“History says, Don’t hope

On this side of the grave,

But then, once in a lifetime

The longed-for tidal wave

Of justice can rise up,

And hope and history 

rhyme”

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― Seamus Heaney

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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appetizing

mouth watering

aromatic herbs, spices

balanced sweet and sour

savory

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Haiku

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crickets loud chirping

summers happy lullaby

cicadas buzzing

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Poem:

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is there a time for everything
must you believe in anything
everything happens in God’s time
anything will do in a pinch

there is a rainbow somewhere
the truth often comes out of nowhere
somewhere the air is free
nowhere doesn’t require a key

unconditional love is for everyone
could it happen to anyone
everyone is a unique creature
anyone can be a bad teacher

every city glows in springtime
who picks the best for prime time
springtime is for all the lovers
prime time is best spent under the covers

where you live becomes someplace
where you die could be anyplace
someplace is in the here and now
anyplace is usually the why and how

today is to ignore all of the questions
know that you are the answer today

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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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