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“Poets are
shameless
with their
experiences:
they exploit them.”
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~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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Elfje: (Cinquain) Classic: each word only one syllable.
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truth
no lie
what it is
in real time, space
facts
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Haiku: (5-7-5, nature and seasons the topic)
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cool mornings arrive
the sun warms the afternoon
spring in temperate zones
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Poem:
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The only truth we have
is the real life we have lived
life in Hebrew, haim, to the rav
from memory the past is derived
ego’s pride makes up the lies
the false life we wanted to live
trying to avoid the booby prize
avoiding effort we needed to give
was it real or was it a dream
times swift pace makes life a blur
layers of reality from a deep running stream
ambitions which events had us defer
Tomorrow, God granted,
will we live the truth
with real can we be contented
or must we seek the fountain of youth
don’t waste time waiting for the last dance
if you are given the chance
live a life that you want to be true
a life with no lies is easy to review
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“Music resembles poetry,
in each are nameless graces
which no methods teach,
and which a master hand
alone can reach.”
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― Alexander Pope
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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melodic
fingers dance
strings respond accordingly
tuned instrument, dynamic virtuoso
piano
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Haiku:
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sunrise muted haze
the master hand of nature
sunset brilliant blaze
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Poem:
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dimpled dancer Lilly
acting kind of silly
with talents endowed
excited the saloon crowd
ambition consumed her
practiced becoming a poseur
married to gain status
climbed upon the political apparatus
power became her passion
her persona she did refashion
she changed her name to Hillary
her soul bought by the big artillery
her ego convinced her she had won
she actually believed she was a nun
the electorate saw through her scam
she failed in their final exam
there is more yet to unfold
will the true story ever be told
has her foundation received its last donation
will what she deserves ever come to fruition
maybe she should just become Lilly again
and cease giving everyone a rectal pain
stop being the pot calling the kettle black
time to give Bill his deserved kickback
Gulliver struggled with the lilliputian
American’s their moral prostitution
how will democracy ever survive
surly it will not be by watching The Five
religious or not , say a prayer
hope will find a cure . . . somewhere
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