
.
“I shall,
in due time,
be a Poet.”
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~ Ada Lovelace
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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practice
do over
and over again
until it’s done right
rehearse
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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their love was not lost
torn apart by civil war
rekindled again
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Poem:
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the blame was always put on others
the sickest could incriminate their mothers
the index finger was pointed so others could see
they ignore the three pointing back: I, self and me
the thumb points up to remind them that God knows
trying to dismiss what lies right under their nose
the intent is to overlook their own lives debris
acting like a monkey trying to hide up in a tree
came to discover his brain was the problem
using drugs and alcohol he failed to blossom
he developed a disease from which there is no cure
untreated it leads to jails, institutions and death, for sure
for treatments that work, God is at the core
too much ego leads to a swinging door
get in, get in, do the next right thing
recovery is the only value worth worshiping
best of all no need of finger pointing
let go and let God, no more fighting
a new way of life, a new way of thinking
one day at a time, just not drinking
it has worked for millions, why not you
try the Twelve Step program to see you through
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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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“I’m not lost
for I know
where I am.
But however,
where I am
may be lost.”
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~ A. A. Milne
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
.
lost
can’t find
out of sight
nowhere to be seen
misplaced
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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a contented smile
mother contemplates her child
God’s purpose fulfilled
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Poem:
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even with all of your flaws, I love you
hope you love me too, warts and all
together, every day is something new
always glad to be at your beck and call
content to tolerate life’s ups and downs
seeing how others work things through
always willing to bring in the clowns
demanding more than just to make do
you are the answer to my prayer
an angel sent from heaven above
giving someone a life to share
knowing what it means to love
you will be forever in my heart
life or death can never take us apart
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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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