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Laughter

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“Laughter is

the closest

thing to

the grace

of God.”

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~ Karl Barth

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          classic: each word only one syllable
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smile
big grin
not a frown
full of good cheer
laugh

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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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do the selfish thing
no need to think of others
I want what I want

the addict out of control
lives destroyed in the process
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Poem:

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of all of the gifts received in sobriety, laughter has to be the greatest
for too many it is the gift that is received the latest
most addictive substances act as depressants
those who start young never outgrow adolescents

the alcoholic/addict thinks a laugh is weird
hooked to an emotion that is feared
always laughing at someone or something
laughing at them because they are nothing

eventually they understand to laugh with, not at
at ourselves, not at others, always just a tit for a tat
the best humor is not at another’s expense
the laugh grows along with the common sense

a laugh a day will keep the doctor/shrink away
and for most they pray for another sober day

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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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Angels In Disguise

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“Be not

inhospitable

to strangers,

lest they be

angels in disguise.”

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~ W B Yeats

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          classic: each word only one syllable

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death

last breath

to the end

those left to grieve

dead

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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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he loved her so much
spirits entwined to the end
he was left to grieve

a generation now gone
time does not wait for a soul

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Poem:

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Death, the poets greatest fear
the thought of losing someone so dear
always searching for the meaning of life
the heart wounded by an emotional knife

why that person, why not me
the only human with whom I could agree
their unwavering love knew no limits
souls that were touched by holy spirits

never alone, their echoes live in our hearts
lonely because the laughter never starts
unknown triggers renew the grief
inner turmoil caused by an emotional thief

let the tears flow, they cleanse the soul
because we know for whom the bells toll

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ME and my dearest Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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