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.
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“Poetry had always seemed
something I could turn to
in need – an emergency exit,
a lifebuoy, as well as
a justification.”
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~ John Fowles
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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justification
wrong explanation
building plausible excuses
legitimizing the illegitimate reason
alibi
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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flowers aroma
heady scent
draws pollinators
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Poem:
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stop it . . .turn off that damned TV
it was entertainment, now it’s propaganda
even football was reduced to a bended knee
aren’t you privy to the left wing memoranda
the Lone Ranger will never ride again
gone are Howdy Doody and Clarabell
no moral message, nothing but a brain drain
now, everything ends with a violent bombshell
we were warned by Orwell in 1984
social media has become our Big Brother
not an honest soul remains to keep score
time to pray for a fairy godmother
be a friend, have a friend, do something nice
good deeds travel fast with no purchase price
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ME and the Boss
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“Writing is learning
to say nothing,
more cleverly
each day.”
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~ William Allingham
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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innuendo
nasty insinuation
bearer of misinformation
who started the rumor
gossip
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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quick to parse your word
ever looking for excuse
to misinterpret
negative side of the coin
sabotaging the meaning
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Poem:
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had a wonderful dream
the start of my best poem yet
can’t remember shit
was it set beside a babbling stream
was it a place where we all met
thinking I’m going to throw a fit
was it to include a unique scheme
were you playing Russian roulette
time to sing john james jingleheimer schmidt
was I riding on a sunbeam
need to tie my brain to the ethernet
sorrow deserves another banana split
need to collect my thoughts on a particle beam
bad habit, old age, I forget
maybe tomorrow, I’ll remember shit
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ME and the Boss
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