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But Only Tired

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“I was not sorrowful,

but only tired

Of everything that

ever I desired.”

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~ Ernest Dowson

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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fragrant

smells good

stimulates the imagination

pleasures for all senses

aromatic

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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seeing you again

dreams relived

old feelings renewed

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Poem:

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can you hear it, the song of the universe
music that stirs every atom of the heart
chords and melodies your being to immerse
every emotion intent on feeling its part

can you see it, heaven aglow with brilliant stars
their dancing choreographed with every note
glittering light reflected by brilliant feldspar’s
words softly sung through a velvet throat

can you feel it, a touch of heavens euphony
sounds that touch the ends of each nerve
every tone becomes a celebrated jubilee
sung by pure voices that angels serve

can you smell it, fragrances carried by varied sounds
from idyllic pastures to the cannons roar
music knows its place, from forefront to backgrounds
every nuance designed to make the spirits soar

can you taste it, songs that stir the imagination
from the ice cream truck to the commercial jingle
a symphony written as a part of the creation
when you are in tune it will make your spine tingle

let the music of the universe invade your  being
allow the children’s laughter to be your first sign
permit your body, mind and soul to be set freeing
enable yourself and the universe to align

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ME and the Boss

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Poetry Is Also Food

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“If food

is poetry,

is not poetry

also food?”

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~ Joyce Carol Oates

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Elfje:    (Cinquain)

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food

necessary evil

essential to life

from starved to gluttonous

sustenance

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Haiku:

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the evening air cools

sunsets behind golden clouds

night sounds come alive

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Poem:

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food for thought
what should have been taught
slang has no part in elocution
language being a part of one’s constitution

talk like an uneducated thug
the message becomes all humbug
ugliness is the vulgar rap
head the wrong size for a thinking cap

sweet nothings a foreign language
to speak the truth takes courage
to parse words takes a lawyer
Mark Twain spoke through Tom Sawyer

best advised to keep talk simple
it is in poor taste to repeat a jingle
and if you can’t say something nice
please, don’t say anything at all

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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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