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“Ah, distinctly I remember
it was in the bleak December
And each separate dying ember
wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;
— vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow
— sorrow for the lost Lenore.”
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~ Edgar Allan Poe
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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pleasure
feels good
free from guilt
can make everyone happy
delight
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Haiku:
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winter snows cover
Mother Nature takes her nap
cold silence prevails
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Poem:
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with a God given aptitude
and a very positive attitude
one cannot but have gratitude
for living a life of love
tolerance we can duplicate
patience which we can educate
forgiveness a spirit to elevate
guidance from above
beginning the day with reflections
strength to share kind affections
courage to follow His directions
being able to love
doing nothing that is immoral
learning to live with thinking abnormal
accepting that no one is immortal
inspiration from above
no fear of being secluded
resentments finally concluded
in society a joy to be included
glad to share the love
given a pathway to recovery
relief from all of the drudgery
every breath a God given luxury
blessings from above
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ME and the Boss
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“I wouldn’t be surprised if poetry –
poetry in the broadest sense,
in the sense of a world filled with
metaphor, rhyme, and recurring
patterns, shapes, and designs –
is how the world works.
The world isn’t logical;
it’s a song.”
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― David Byrne, Bicycle Diaries
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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silent
invisible waves
nothing to hear
song of the universe
love
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Haiku:
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blessed tradition
celebrating the harvest
appreciation
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Poem:
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poetry is a song
rhyming, lyrical, meant to be sung
meant to educate, to entertain
to flow easily off of the tongue
some aimed at the masses strong
others too obscure to mean anything
best are those with which you can hum along
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poetry is a song
striking its chords on heart and nerve
for the writer it can be anything they want
for the reader a brand new learning curve
ideas that dance, words that prance
somber and dark or fluffy cloud light
best are those whose theme is romance
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poetry is a song
stories that live as long as the language does
heroes and villains, the abused and the innocent
whatever it was and always how it is
some do their work even though rhymeless
God said they all needed to be written
the best, the best are those that are timeless
ME and the Boss
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