Feel

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“It is not

half so

important

to know

as to feel.”

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~ Rachel Carson

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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sense

goose bumps

move the soul

true heart felt love

feel

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

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missing the loved one

absence makes heart grow fonder

taking forever

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Poem:

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God grant me some patience and tolerance
to find a place in a social distancing audience
a curmudgeon in recovery can still think of others
can they be brothers from different mothers

as one gets older do you forget your manners
do parents no longer teach social standards
sorry doesn’t cut it, please excuse me
you will not be invited for tea at three

cutting in line, like there won’t be enough
confronted they become filled with huff and puff
a whole generation living off the dole
enough votes to give bad politicians control

Woodstock was a peaceful demonstration
today’s aberration it is nothing but aggravation
looting and arson are not a protest
liberals objecting to the rioters arrest

pray that sanity will someday be restored
that civil unrest will not be ignored
that life again may start moving forward
a peace and calm will be the reward

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ME and the Boss

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Feelings

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“Painting is poetry

that is seen

rather than felt,

and poetry is painting

that is felt

rather than seen.”

~ Leonardo da Vinci

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As the man waited for his muse to arise
he sat at his desk and contemplated his feelings.
I am happy to be breathing he surmised
what other emotions can be so revealing

So let us shoot for the stars, let us be exuberant
could have, should have and would have are too depressing
let the spirits arise, let us opine to be more jubilant
find the soul that smiles a lot and to them be acquiescing

The muse was so enraptured with the glee
the words poured forth like a babbling brook
no chains, no fetters just wind blown and free
everything rhymed and chimed, even the gobbledygook

An attitude of gratitude arose in the writer
He knew that mirth is the gleam in God’s eye
his soul was unburden and it became lighter|
knowing that happiness and love can fill the sky

The words will end, but the feeling must last
so he used his rhyme to paint the merry festival
surprised to learn that happy can be both present and past,
feelings and thoughts that can celebrate the fanciful

The muse is within all of us, be happy my friend
the glad feelings and thoughts must never end …

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ME and the Boss

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