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Found, I Think

“My thoughts,
I think,
will soon
be sound.
My mind,
I hope,
will soon
be found.”
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Tahereh Mafi

Elfje: Cinquain

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lost

can’t find

should be there

could be my mind

found

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Lune:

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my old mind

a beautiful thing

when used well

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Poem:

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it is not the yets that worry me
it is those darn agains that scare me sober
never again crying over a lost church key
sweating booze, that terrible body odor

it all started by falling off my father’s knee
never again to have a debilitating hangover
never again to go on a weekend spree
gagging at the sight of the pizza that was leftover

it all started when the first wife divorced me
never again having to be the one to disagree
never again to tell the officer that he was wrong
can’t believe that the jail cell bars are that strong

so I haven’t been institutionalize yet, why worry
never again being sorry and having to lower oneself
so I haven’t died yet, why worry
never again having to think about killing myself

never wanting to feel that way again, I worry
the only again I want is to go to another meeting
so if you will excuse me I’m in a hurry
due to covid-19 there will be limited seating
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ME and the Boss

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At or Through

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“Consider the difference

between the first and

third person in poetry

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It’s like the difference

between looking at a person

and looking through their eyes.”

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― Diana Abu-Jaber

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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viewpoint

an opinion

insight to hindsight

from a different angle

perspective

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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happy, happy cat

immersed in his own world

cool, like really hip

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Poem:

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there was a man, he wasn’t from Limerick
his manners and attitude were prehistoric
couldn’t tell if he was drunk or not
brain cells burned, he was a crackpot

did he drink until he was crazy
was his brain always that hazy
or was he crazy and drank too much
alcohol was his emotional crutch

Judge finally said enough is enough
tired of putting up with all the funny stuff
attend some meetings or go to jail
easy decision so he got out on bail

found the rooms, did as he was told
followed the suggestions his life to remold
silly turned out to be his sense of humor
cleaned up he did not appear to be an ex boozer

this was a man whose first life was satirical
given a second life that proved to be a miracle
became a good example by attending meetings
enjoying his new life with sincere honest feelings

his message was one of hope for everyone
if he could do it, it can be done by anyone

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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