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“Talent is a faucet.
When it is on,
one must write.
Inspiration is a farce
that poets have invented
to give themselves
importance.”
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~ Jean Anouilh
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Elfje:
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poetry
begats itself
words need partners
imagined images made real
inspired ( or is that “talented” ? ? )
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Haiku:
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cold north’rn clipper
winter descends abruptly
natures call to sleep
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Poem:
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happy eyes say glad to see ya
the smile echoes the feeling
wonderful greetings that shout aha
the giggles, the laughs, the squealing
so we don’t speak the same language
the body knows you’re a friend
being cute does have it’s advantage
the heart doesn’t like to pretend
the warm fuzzies that make memories last
a tender touch that makes two into one
contentment and sentimentality unsurpassed
nothing can ever be lost in translation
who needs words ? ? ?
friends for a day, friends for a lifetime
hate and anger are for the birds
let the moment say, “will you be mine”
have a friend, be a friend, smile
know that sharing makes this life worthwhile
ME and the Boss
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“poems
open doors;
that don’t
even exist.”
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― Basith
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Elfje:
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locked
can’t open
no one answers
don’t have the ley
exasperation
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Haiku:
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nature has no doors
Her world is magical
secrets man can’t find
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Poem:
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black, beady, shifty eyes
squinting slants of trouble
the hate he could not disguise
his laugh an evil chuckle
no one calls him friend
his manners are deplorable
everyone he tries to offend
the damage he does is horrible
some crafts try to make him adorable
they say for food he can be trained
his being is an existance allegorical
an exercise in frustration for the harebrained
the pest, the nuisance, the creature dogmatic
what to do about the squirrel in the attic
ME and the Boss
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