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“He who draws noble delights
from sentiments of poetry
is a true poet,
though he has never written
a line in all his life.”
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~ George Sand
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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poem
oral history
before written word
rhymes easy to remember
bard
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Haiku:
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a bright sunny day
window view comfortable
winter’s chill outside
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Poem:
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mother cultivated the beautiful iris
from Spanish iris translates to mean rainbow
exquisite colors which remain nameless
captured in the paintings of Vincent Van Gogh
pleasurable emotions tied to beauty
all creation is in perfect balance
except for the crazy who are a little fruity
and those who went down the hole with Alice
the birds and the bees, nature’s splendor
the males awesome colors to attract a mate
the sitting female camouflaged to fool the predator
except for the nerd who can’t get a date
we guess the exception is there to keep the balance
a unique place for the wanna be, the pretender
what God has provided in normals absence
in a mother’s heart everyone is a contender
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ME and the Boss
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“A true poet
is one who can
appreciate
the disciplines
and structures
of any style of poetry.”
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― David J. Delaney
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Elfje (Cinquain)
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talk
reading, writing
rhyme or reason
the disciplines and structures
language
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Haiku
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A solemn promise
To bond with Mother Nature
Enjoy the season
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Poem
It started out with kisses
quickly escalated to an altercation
toe to toe
face to face
the screaming
the yelling
inferences to the animal donkey
naming family who resembled the monkey
I can’t remember who threw the vase
if only I hadn’t said
kiss my ass
ME and the Boss
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