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A Passion

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“With me

poetry

has not been

a purpose,

but a passion.

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~ Edgar Allan Poe

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)    Classic: each word only one syllable.

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mead

pale ale

drunk by peers

mixed with bock beer

brewed

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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drugs and alcohol

mind and body impairing

stuffing the feelings

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Poem:

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just another emotional test
her mate, his love, was laid to rest
no need to hide how we feel
sobriety has taught us how to deal

share the feelings with a group of friends
the forlorn anguished soul to cleanse
get up, move on, try to help another
every soul is your God given brother

have gratitude for the good times past
accept that nothing in this world will last
work your program, seek peace of mind
to everyone, including yourself, be kind

feel the feelings, go with the flow
live in the light, avoid the shadow
be the person your Higher Power wants you to be
living a life that is happy, joyous and carefree

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ME and the Boss

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Confidence and Doubt

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Doubt can motivate you,

don’t be afraid of it.

Confidence and doubt

are at two ends of the scale,

and you need both.

They balance each other out.”

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~  Barbra Streisand

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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even

the same

in the middle

in a steady position

balance

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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between two places

thoroughfare

main road in a town

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Poem:

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alive and well, mostly brain dead
can’t figure out what is in my head
of all the things that I have ever lost
it is my mind that I miss the most

the body says it’s time to exercise
the mind knows it would be my demise
knock, knock is there anyone at home
in that wide open space where ideas roam

does God really know what I am thinking
stinking thinking from alcoholic drinking
the lights are on but no one’s there
would I, could I, should I care

was mother able to use telepathic clairvoyance
she always knew when I was using avoidance
the announcer said the mind is a terrible thing to waste
why can’t memory be as easy as cut and paste

I think today I’ll go looking for a thought
maybe learn how to undo the gordian knot
then again the best idea seems to be to take a nap
to let the thoughts and dreams overlap

this old worn out mind may not make any sense
so allow this poem to offer a wonderful pretense

(Fake it until you make it)

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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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