Go On Trying

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“Every poem I write

falls short

in some important way.

But I go on trying

to write

the one that won’t. ”

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― Dorianne Laux

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Elfje:

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flowers
attract butterflies
bees that sting
bugs wanting free lunch
hummingbirds that do not sing
magical

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Haiku:

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essence of being
natures miracle at work
air that supports life

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Poem:

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waking to a  beautiful morn
rejuvenated during the restful night
sunshine bright and warm
the sky resplendent at first light

another day to do God’s will
steward of nature, helper to others
the sun reflected in the flowering daffodil
dew drops sprinkled by the fairy godmother

love begins with a kindness
God, Nature, others and self
creating families that are priceless
all things protected by the garden elf

is there a rhyme , a reason for the season
what really transpired in the garden of Eden

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ME and the Boss

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Catch the air

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― Katerina Stoykova Klemer

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Elfje:   (also know as a Cinquain)

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blink

lightening bugs

warm summers night

caught  in a jar

memories

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Haiku:

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on butterfly wings

dreams and memories fly by

ethereal seasons

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Poem:

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the beautiful garden makes me think
how bright flowers can foster bright thoughts
fountains and feeders for the hummingbird to drink
the whole world dressed in day-glow pink

the brain is flooded with the aroma of blossom
beautiful butterflies pass through on wings of gossamer
above the blue sky is filled with clouds of cotton
the children’s favorite words are “totally awesome”

the calm breeze generates thoughts of a catnap
pleasant nothings to hang one’s hat on
the jasmine vine entwines, natures gift wrap
the unsuspecting lured in by the Venus fly trap

man is the only animal that sees color
meaning Nature designed all this beauty for us
the value is more than just a few sand dollar
the big lesson is: my ego just became smaller

there is a God and it is not me
Her Universe’s design is so complex
without Him my garden could not be
and best to remember, thank God it is free.

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ME and the Boss

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