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“Your shadow
in the morning
striding behind you
Or your shadow
in the evening
rising to meet you;”
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~ T S Eliot’s ‘Wasteland’
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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light
traveling forward
going almost everywhere
stopped by my mind
shadows
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Haiku:
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winters short shadows
natures very own time clock
summers long shadows
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Poem:
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looking for the bright side
wanting to share the love
having a kind friend as a guide
I think He is from above
the sheep follow the religion
the books they interpret for their cause
of love He needs just a smidgen
maybe there are just too many laws
always doing the next right thing
speaking from the heart not the brain
upon a star my hope does swing
no need to rely upon shadowy arcane
every thought is a prayer
as long as you don’t ask for much
a secret oath the world should swear
hugs only with a very soft touch
opining for a trend worldwide
a good deed to be proud of
to rid the world of the acrimonious
to have all hearts and souls harmonious
share the love
be the love
follow your heart
always do your part
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ME and the Boss
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“The purpose of poetry is to remind us
how difficult it is to remain
just one person,
for our house is open,
there are no keys in the doors,
and invisible guests come in and out
at will.”
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~ Czesław Miłosz
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Elfje:
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quietly
my mother
and my father
come into my mind
reminders
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Haiku:
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past influences
people, places, images
nature of the mind
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Poem:
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the only constant is change
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he became a she
which way was he born
does the soul have to agree
is it incest or porn
was it nature
or was it nurture
which organ becomes the larger
or can we call it a merger
is it all about the dress
is the name change required
is the limp wrist an excess
should the effort be admired
Oy gevalt ! now the bathroom is in question
is there a law to be made about self expression
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ME and the Boss
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our apologies to the Shakespearian sonnet . . .
Oy gevalt : oh, violence! —used to express shock or amazement
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