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A Coat of Arms

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“Every poem is a coat of arms.

It must be deciphered.

How much blood, how many tears

in exchange for these axes,

these muzzles, these unicorns,

these torches, these towers,

these martlets, these seedlings of stars

and these fields of blue!”

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― Jean Cocteau

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Elfje:   (Cinquain)

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stars
and stripes
colors and symbols
past, present and future
flags

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Haiku:

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humidity climbs
summer sun climbs ever high
living seek cool shade

Poem:

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the dawn awakens
new light shines bright
celebrated occasions
a day to highlight

all attitudes differ
to each their own
everyone loves a winner
time doesn’t itself postpone

stories have a reason
beginning, middle and end
the best are born during the silly season
the whimsy to transcend

the poet tries to hide the plot
the conclusion often missing
some lines just an afterthought
the language very forgiving

poetry, love and life
happiness an inside job
true emotions run rife
a new trinket for your fob

no story here
take what you need
like music to your ear
the imagination is freed

inspired ? seek a different space
always remember, you are allowed to be

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Into The Abyss

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“He drove his mind

into the abyss

where poetry

is written.”

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― George Orwell

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Elfje:

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mind

over matter

seeing is believing

illusions and skulduggery abound

mysticism

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Haiku

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rivers to oceans

water the essence of life

naming the seasons

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Poem:

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memories lost, memories rekindled
long timers share their stories from hell
their old faces scarred and wrinkled
of wedded bliss and good times they tell

moments of heroic courage and valor
fox hole prayers hoping to survive
the countries flag their favorite color
what the world was like in forty-five

the troops their  mighty numbers dwindl
some battles only remembered on library pages
their step and cadence no longer nimble
their cause and effort are one for the ages

how soon the next generation conveniently forgets
self consumed by their technological advances
will they eventually suffer agonizing regrets
indifference slowly diminishes their chances

the ego, the super ego, the id, debated
why does man want to destroy humanity
mementos and thoughts of the past desecrated
what will ever end this absurd insanity

don’t be the lemming, be the voice
when the swamp becomes putrid, pull the plug
hope and faith that there will be a time to rejoice
when all men will be greeted by a loving hug

history is know to repeat
can the cycle be broken
will Satan suffer defeat
can peace be the only language spoken

only time will tell

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