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“Be not
inhospitable
to strangers,
lest they be
angels in disguise.”
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~ W B Yeats
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Elfje: (Cinquain) classic: each word only one syllable
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death
last breath
to the end
those left to grieve
dead
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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he loved her so much
spirits entwined to the end
he was left to grieve
a generation now gone
time does not wait for a soul
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Poem:
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Death, the poets greatest fear
the thought of losing someone so dear
always searching for the meaning of life
the heart wounded by an emotional knife
why that person, why not me
the only human with whom I could agree
their unwavering love knew no limits
souls that were touched by holy spirits
never alone, their echoes live in our hearts
lonely because the laughter never starts
unknown triggers renew the grief
inner turmoil caused by an emotional thief
let the tears flow, they cleanse the soul
because we know for whom the bells toll
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ME and my dearest Boss
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“Poetry and art
nourish the soul
of the world with
the flavor-filled
substances of beauty,
wisdom and truth.”
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― Aberjhani
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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noise
harsh, strident
acoustical echoes clash
street aromas added throughout
cacophony
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Haiku:
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cool air morning rime
winters hand refuses to fade
flowers, birds protest
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Poem:
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Beauty, Wisdom and Truth
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the fat cat sleeps at her feet
morning light enters her chamber
noises begin to rise from the street
the fireplace glows with it’s last ember
nights filled with pleasant dreams
her many years filled with pleasure
fields of plenty beside flowing streams
the memories which are her treasure
like many she has loved and lost
yet she would not let her heart be broken
she knew her stars were crossed
yet no mean words were ever spoken
she arises giving gratitude to God
arms stretched wide to welcome the sun
eyes glinting with happiness, the smile ever broad
always able, ready and willing to have some fun
mother of my children, grandmother to theirs
always and ever the answer to my prayers
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ME and the Boss
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