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“Faith is the poetry
of our dreams;
action is the builder
of our reality.”
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~ Steve Maraboli
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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truth
fully evident
cannot be denied
forever etched in stone
reality
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Haiku:
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icy chill, snowflakes
earth being held by winter’s grip
nature hibernates
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Poem:
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sunlight on the wings of a butterfly
summer sounds of bees and birds
nature’s magnificence one cannot deny
all mighty creation to glorify
comparisons at a loss for words
human vision pales inadequate
images that the artist attempt to capture
each and every day a cause to celebrate
God laughs as we try to prognosticate
time to stop thinking, enjoy the rapture
universe reduced to mathematical perfection
wavelengths that color the rainbow
mirror, mirror, whose reflection
emotions the only imperfection
an occasional mind like Leonardo or Thoreau
whose world is this anyway
can there ever be an honest legislature
is there a replacement for religion
does one need faith to file a petition
will man ever harmonize with nature
will man eventually destroy his domain
what is the true meaning of armageddon
were all humans born with the mark of Cain
can we be content with the mundane
shall we let peace cry out to heaven
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ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“The muffled syllables that Nature speaks
Fill us with deeper longing for her word;
She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks,
She makes a sweeter music than is heard.”
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― George Santayana
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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listen
in silence
the universe sings
every molecule dances accordingly
harmony
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Haiku:
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the relentless sun
hot muggy and oppressing
the summer swelters
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Poem:
nap time, babies and oldsters
completing natures cycle
bottle to bottle, diapers to diapers
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
God gives babies to the young
those who have the strength
the oldest are attended by the mature
those who have the obligation
there is no creature that doesn’t sleep
some by day most by night
some require the counting of sheep
the young just usually put up a fight
the lucky may have a pleasant dream
unfortunates are haunted by the nightmare
does night vision have a vivid color scheme
how long is a day to the hibernating bear
sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite
and may your dreams take you as high as a kite
ME and the Boss
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