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Be Real – Have No Fear

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“The fear of poetry

is an indication

that we are

cut off from

our own reality.”

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― Muriel Rukeyser

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Elfje:

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fear

unknown future

feelings of angst

things you cannot control

reality

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Haiku:

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morning frost and fog

year end season transition

winter comes to call

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Poem:

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all decked out in a Santa outfit
waiting for the children on my lap to sit
trying to catch the magical holiday spirit
to the myth, the legend,  I am an adherent

please dear God don’t let the babies cry
doesn’t the whole world know I’m not a bad guy
potty stop visitors, my knee is not for peeing
joy everyone, even if it is just for the time being

must I be politically correct
can I allow my motives to be circumspect
can I suggest the reason for the season
will the thought police hang me for treason

Ho Ho Ho  … the Holy spirit has caught me
I accept this world as God wants it to be
do what you must to take care of your business
but we can never forget the meaning of Christmas

 

. ME and the Boss


i vanish

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“moonlight disappears

down the hills

mountains vanish

into fog

and i vanish

into poetry.” 

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― Sanober Khan

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Elfje:        (Cinquain)

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skilled

have dominance

power to defeat

artist of consummate skill

master

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Haiku:

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moonlight disappears

mountains vanish into fog

morning brings in fall

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Poem:

two personalities
one good and one evil
feigning normality
emotions primeval
most are born that way
some closer to the edge than others
hormones that make them gay
can we blame the mothers
let them live their personal lives
the law implies we do no harm
God knows only the fittest survive
some we must commit to the funny farm
choices, choices, yin or yang
change your personality if you can . . .

ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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