Poetry Connects

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“One way poetry connects

is across time. . . .

Some echo of a writer’s

physical experience

comes into us when

we read her poem.”

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~ Jane Hirshfield

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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novice

new to

first in line

no one to follow

beginner

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

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what I want for me

does it match what I may need

Holiday giving

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Poem:

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the past, the now, the future
go with the flow or shaker and mover
never ever going to change
fear of emotions to rearrange

the addictive personality is all over the place
usually found somewhere in outer space
the ability to focus is questionable
to function close to normal is negligible

they are not bad people who want to be good
they are sick people who are trying to get well
to learn the paradox if they could
what’s required is a heavenly spell

one day at a time
living in the here and now
striving for the sublime
willing and honest to avow

steps designed specifically for them
learning to focus on what needs to be changed
being shown the way they want to become
knowing that God has everything pre-arranged

some are sicker than others
but, miracles do come in all sizes
just follow the happy band of brothers
life no longer needs to be doom after crises

laugh at yourself and with others
serenity and peace of mind to sample
fill the world with many proud mothers
be the shining light and today’s best example

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ME and the Boss

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An Anchor

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“Poems can be found,

if they’re looked for,

addressing every realm

of what in our lives

can feel broken….

Every truly good poem

has in it, somewhere,

an anchor dropped down into wholeness.”

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—Jane Hirshfield

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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reality

the now

without tainted bias

coincidence, happening, occurrence, incident

wholeness

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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pleasant aromas

food cooking

can’t wait for meal time

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Poem:    (madrigal)

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would I, could I, should I lie
only God knows the real truth
those bad habits we learned as a youth

a habitual liar makes me want to cry
repeating a fib is very uncouth
would I, could I, should I lie
only God knows the real truth

if my nose grows, will I be the bad guy
to undress the lie will take a real sleuth
as painful as pulling a wisdom tooth
would I, could I, should I lie
only God knows the real truth
those bad habits we learned as a youth

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ME and the Boss.

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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