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“All religion,
my friend,
is simply evolved
out of fraud, fear,
greed, imagination,
and poetry.”
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~ Edgar Allan Poe
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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vision
unreal thoughts
vivid mental picture
things that don’t exist
imagination
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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nature’s true colors
camouflage
can you see me now
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Poem:
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is there another world parallel to our own
what some have called the twilight zone
where everything is opposite, black or white
where the darkest dark becomes the bright
no good or evil, just a calm
ethereal music accompanying a psalm
everything positive, no negatives allowed
nine is the number assigned to every cloud
a surreal place that is not a dream
all meals end with peaches and cream
every soul is born with a red heart
all other features are a la carte
feelings that do not include fear and hate
there is no crooked, only straight
could we live in both worlds at the same time
in a place where there would be no crime
a place where speech writers would not take sides
where politicians don’t change with the tides
as long as there are egos it will not happen
but there is no reason that we cannot imagine
Today, think love, peace and prosperity
allow every motive to be benefit charity
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ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“Some day
you will be
old enough
to start reading
fairy tales again.”
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~ C. S. Lewis
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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hiccup
rough bump
unplanned side trip
off the straight course
setback
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Haiku:
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beautiful image
Creator’s best camouflage
colors few can see
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Poem:
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quiet the noisy mind
try to become a member of human kind
ignore the noises made by the resident rodent
running on a squeaky wheel every moment
forget the echoes of people putting you down
you look like a scary sad sack clown
you’re nothing but a useless bum
slimy and smelly like pond scum
hear it often enough and you start to believe
you have become your mother-in-laws pet peeve
negativity lives in that perverted warped brain
lucid times when you think you’re going insane
thinking contorted by mind altering drugs
itchy, crawlies caused by giant bed bugs
been there, done that, wear the tie dyed shirt
the lucky become a spiritual convert
learn to think of others, not just yourself
guidance from above leads to healthy self-help
praying to your God with a contrite heart
this is always a good way to start
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