Sometimes Midnight

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“A poet is a verb

that blossoms light

in gardens of dawn,

or

sometimes midnight.”

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~ Aberjhani

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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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Creative
Producing art
Pictures in words
Music for the soul
Poetry
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Haiku

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One day at a time
Living life spiritually
Do the next right thing.

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Poem:

Sunrise, sunset
let the sun mark the day
the Great Creator in all of His glory
secure are we in His arms

Moon rise, moon set
let the moon mark the night
allowing Mother Nature to sing
protected are we in Her arms

Yesterday, tomorrow
let us try to stay in today
permit Father Time to have His say
destined are we in His arms

Forever and a day let our souls be free
as one with the Spirit of the Uni-verse
knowing that we are eternal in every way
secure, protected and destined in His arms.

ME and the Boss

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Nothing Is Free

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“…”vers libre,” (free verse)

or nine-tenths of it,

is not a new metre,

any more than sleeping

in a ditch is a

new school of architecture.”

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~ G.K. Chesterton

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Haiku;

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form versus function

birthed by a Higher Power

words cannot describe

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Elfje:

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poems

usually rhyme

a free verse

is never really free

prose

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Poem:

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nothing is free my Mother always said
everyone knew she was more than a figurehead
when God gives you lemons make lemonade
you know that the piper always gets paid
she even knew whom I should have wed

time has passed and the more I write
I now know that Mother was always right
I’ve yet to find where I have been misled
nothing is free my Mother always said

she always knew what was lying ahead
kitchen counseling as she made the best cornbread
with little she made much by being creative
she manipulated my mind without being authoritative

still giving advice as she laid on her deathbed
nothing is free my Mother always said

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ME and the Boss

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this form of poetry is called a Rondeau

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