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“There is
no poetry
where
there are
no mistakes.”
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― Joy Harjo
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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mistakes
often made
only an artist
does so on purpose
abstract
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Haiku:
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ponds bright reflection
beautiful white lilies bloom
summer sun holds sway
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Poem:
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what lies over the yonder horizon
another sea ruled by Poseidon
forest, desert or snow capped mountain
or possibly that youthful fountain
a skyline that separates earth from sky
the shape is round one cannot deny
for some the future lies in that distant place
the end of the rainbow they do chase
the explorer seeks what is over there
dashing off on a wish and a prayer
hardly a care for what is left behind
hoping a treasure they will find
most souls never notice the horizon
never search the sky for Orion
life is lived right under their nose
the whole world exist under their toes
can you be the poet, the dreamer
the wannabe, the schemer
expand your world, make it widen
search for both sides of the horizon
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ME and the Boss
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