
“all they want to do is tie
the poem to a chair with rope
and
torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.”
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― Billy Collins
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Elfje:
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possibly
the truth
the whole truth
lying cops a plea
confession
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Haiku:
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no silence in spring
natures chorus seeking mates
music to God’s ear
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Poem:
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motives; body, mind and soul
as mysterious as a black hole
our wants and needs mostly ego driven
justification by purposeful commission
deep inside is it nurture or nature
character or appearance a portraiture
the sickest act like a magic chameleon
memory and events destined for oblivion
those who can’t, teach or become a politician
common sense does in no way improve cognition
the unethical shrink seeks a plausible explanation
the healthy see only the mentally deranged aberration
the simple mind deduces that there is no rhyme or reason
so sad that politically incorrect can’t be construed as treason
history repeats and human nature again is wrong
what remains will be left to the elements, the strong.
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ME and the Boss
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“Poetry is a
deal of joy
and pain
and wonder,
with a dash
of the dictionary.”
Khalil Gibran
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Haiku :
the English language
more than a quarter million
words that sometimes rhyme
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Elfje :
words
mental images
beliefs, cognition, judgement
thoughts that are conveyed
language
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Poem : abab, cdcd, efef, gg (sonnet)
there are people who can talk forever
and never say a thing
they think they are so clever
like a yo-yo on a string
up and down, up and down
the same thing over and over
around and around and around
never ending like a field of clover
the dictionary they believe
is only for the teacher
it is only lies that they know how to weave
maybe they should be a preacher
no dictionary needed, love knows how to melt
when the language of the heart can always be felt
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ME and the Boss
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