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“I was not sorrowful,
but only tired
Of everything that
ever I desired.”
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~ Ernest Dowson
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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fragrant
smells good
stimulates the imagination
pleasures for all senses
aromatic
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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seeing you again
dreams relived
old feelings renewed
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Poem:
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can you hear it, the song of the universe
music that stirs every atom of the heart
chords and melodies your being to immerse
every emotion intent on feeling its part
can you see it, heaven aglow with brilliant stars
their dancing choreographed with every note
glittering light reflected by brilliant feldspar’s
words softly sung through a velvet throat
can you feel it, a touch of heavens euphony
sounds that touch the ends of each nerve
every tone becomes a celebrated jubilee
sung by pure voices that angels serve
can you smell it, fragrances carried by varied sounds
from idyllic pastures to the cannons roar
music knows its place, from forefront to backgrounds
every nuance designed to make the spirits soar
can you taste it, songs that stir the imagination
from the ice cream truck to the commercial jingle
a symphony written as a part of the creation
when you are in tune it will make your spine tingle
let the music of the universe invade your being
allow the children’s laughter to be your first sign
permit your body, mind and soul to be set freeing
enable yourself and the universe to align
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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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“I do not understand
the whole thrilling verse,
but I love the way poetry
turns ordinary words
into winged things
that rise up and soar!”
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– Margarita Engle
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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dare
to fly
to be you
rise up and soar
individual
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Haiku:
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birds rise up and soar
escaping the predator
survival defense
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Poem:
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who doesn’t like the challenge
the imbecile, the retarded
the emotional with too much baggage
the coward with feelings guarded
those from the gene pool discarded . . .
dare to be a man among men
strong enough to take out the garbage
willing to be wrong every now and then
be willing to define your role
know that it is OK to share a feeling
understand that God gave you a soul
emotions are not for concealing
who gains from acting macho
double dealing with someones heart
a ghost who is sordid and hollow
an ego that is far from smart
be the man who makes your mother proud
a loving person who can care and share
stand head and shoulders above the crowd
a man of faith, a wish and a prayer
have a goal to make this world a better place
be willing to accept all of God’s grace.
ME and the Boss
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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com
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