
“First, I do not
sit down at my desk
to put into verse
something that is
already clear in my mind.
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We do not write
in order to be understood;
we write in order
to understand.” . ~ Cecil Day Lewis
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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who
what, when
where, why, maybe
answers rarely agreed upon
you
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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remorse, guilt and shame
negative thoughts on steroids
fuel for depression
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Poem: ( villanelle )
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feelings that are too large to measure
those events that make the heart proud
memories that we will always treasure
ceremonies summoned to mind with pleasure
impressions remembered when on the pink cloud
feelings that are too large to measure
events easily recalled at one’s leisure
always happy to be shared with a crowd
memories that we will always treasure
gratitude and blessings regardless of the weather
more joy than anyone should be allowed
feelings that are too large to measure
the successful life changing great adventure
from the rooftops we shouted aloud
memories that we will always treasure
times that bring friends and family together
emotions with which we all are endowed
feelings that are too large to measure
memories that we will always treasure
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ME and the Boss
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“It was a
scary thought.
A man could be
surrounded by
poetry reading
and not know it.”
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~ Richard Russo
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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magical
optical illusion
sleight of hand
out of this world
fantasy
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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not guilty of love
platonic admiration
best friends forever
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Poem:
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she lived in a negative world
her hands into fist were always curled
her face wore a permanent frown
with makeup she looked just like a clown
jealous envy colored her eyes green
one upmanship made her a fairy queen
and nothing she ever did was very small
she was the consummate know it all
adding to her woes was being a hypochondriac
she was born under every sign of the zodiac
she knows everyone’s selfish ulterior motives
she believes the whole world is on sedatives
lost in space
psychiatrists example of a typical nut case
she is a child only a mother could love
it is the past that she can never let go of
patience, tolerance, she is in our prayers
sad that some lives are just nightmares
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ME and the Boss
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