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My Bursting Heart

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My

bursting heart

must find vent

at my pen.”

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~ Abigail Adams

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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feelings

heart felt

tears of sorrow

tears of unrestrained joy

emotions

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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anticipating

why worry

what will be will be

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Poem:

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the stick became a gun
I had no idea that I was having fun
the agile best could catch butterflies
mud puddles were the ultimate grand prize

a childhood so totally innocent
a mostly unconscious participant
schools best time was always recess
let the grown ups worry about the progress

good directions from family, church and school
I ignored it all and became a fool
adding alcohol only inflamed the fire
the devil was preaching to my choir

stumbled through a life with no rhyme, no reason
year after year in my prime a no win season
a past strewn with emotional wreckage
forever ignoring the obvious presage

saved by what I call a God incident
it could only be a God coincidence
shown the doors where the drunks recover
a whole new life was given for me to discover

I will not forget the past or shut the door on it
accepting God’s world as He sees fit
trying to become a renaissance man
giving back freely whenever I can

fun and games has taken on a new meaning
including a daily exercise to do a soul cleaning
every day without a drink is a win win season
to do God’s will has become the reason

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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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Abandoned

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A poem

is never finished,

only abandoned.

~ Paul Valery

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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left

gone away

nobody at home

only spirits rapping, tapping

alone

 

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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how much do I love

who decides when it’s too much

feelings in balance

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Poem:

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celebrating the holidays
historical events that we praise
a day for families to get together
always praying for good weather

for some families it is the patriarch
for others cultures it is the matriarch
hopefully the clan has a funny court jester
and in this corner the prudish aunt Esther

stories retold year after year
hugs and kisses, much good cheer
kindness and love makes it quite right
sober families never have a big fight

favorite  recipes and desserts galore
keeps everyone coming back for more
children and adults playing a game
the winner gets bragging rights to claim

day is done, no one wants to leave
the time flew like you can’t believe
each and all clamoring for next years encore
memories to keep for evermore

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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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