The Originality

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“Thank goodness

I was never

sent to school;

it would have

rubbed off some

of the originality.”

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~ Beatrix Potter

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)    classic: each word only one syllable

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new

not old

first time through

not a used thing

fresh

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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an original

avant-garde

hopefully better

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Poem:

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be happy you are you and not me
inside of others heads we cannot see
I am happy to be me and not you
then, neither of us would have a clue

let the children be children
their personality is already built in
let others be others if they must
it is only in God that we can trust

billions of souls every one of them unique
the fortunate survive to become an antique
just be glad that you are you
find the way, you may become a guru*

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• *guru   ” from Hindi and Punjabi, from Sanskrit guru
  ‘weighty, grave’ (compare with Latin gravis ),
  hence ‘elder, teacher’.”
  gu – one, an elder   ru – who shows the way, teacher

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ME and the Boss

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Measured

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“Nobody has

ever measured,

not even poets,

how much the heart

can hold.”

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~ Zelda Fitzgerald

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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bursting

too much

but never enough

unconditional love for all

overflowing

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Haiku:     (5-7-5, nature and seasons the topic)

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snowflakes fall softly

silver moon makes them glisten

the quiet earth sleeps

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Poem:

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he lied and he lied and he lied
his ego possessed too much pride
he lived in a world of grandiosity

he took and he took and he took
it was to be his by hook or by crook
he never heard of the word reciprocity

he cheated and he cheated and he cheated
the world owed him, he was so conceited
the only thing he ever created was animosity

he bragged and he bragged and he bragged
no one listened, they had him tagged
he avoided reality with his pomposity

he gave and he gave and he gave
to others he had become their slave
he overdid the word generosity

he wondered and he wondered and he wondered
why so much of his life had been squandered
his heart and his mind were engaged in tortuosity

he listened and he listened and he listened
the remorse, the shame, the ego were lessened
a little bit of guilt piqued his curiosity

his attitude reversed, his mind shifted,
a light came on and his ego was lifted
he could breathe with jocosity

he prayed and he prayed and he prayed
from the straight and narrow he never strayed
he became God’s beacon of luminosity

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ME and the Boss

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