Forever

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“Art

is long,

and

Time

is fleeting.”

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― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Elfje:

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art

time fly’s

making sweet music

when you’re having fun

eternity

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Haiku:

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air conditioning

mechanical invention

not the real season

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Poem:

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did Frost care about his legacy
as an American icon in his own time
was Poe ever concerned about his identity
as an editor he offended very many

the poet laments man’s frailty
founded on historic and trending times
lemmings dressed as soldiers bravely
lying on hearts and minds weighty

most never notice that life goes on
consumed with ego and pressing demands
not the sharpest in the box of crayon
like a tortoise into their shell withdrawn

there are two sides to every coin
to be politically correct, bi-polar
the mind has it’s own life to purloin
dramatic pretenses trying to be soigne

is it a discussion or an argument
will there be a winner or a loser
males driven by the domestic termagant
or is she just the trophies ornament

the diplomatic never gives in to either side
inspiration for the next installment
is there a soul who has never lied
it is not our wants that life will provide

forget the legacy, let us just play pretend
lose the identity and be the chameleon
who cares, life is nothing but a tiny godsend
enjoy this chance, be a loving dividend.

ME and the Boss

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Spring

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It has been

a month … plus.

No excuses …

just being me.

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Elfje:

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Blooms

Multi colored

can pollinators discern

or is it smell

fragrance

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Haiku:

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Hummingbird flits by

Spring migration going north

Florescent traveler

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POEM: Some Things Never Age
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Old bones long for a warm sun
The winters have become longer, colder
The spirit grows weary and impatient
The curmudgeon becomes older, bolder

The memory begins to fade in and out
The eyes are clouded, the hearing diminished
Crows feet and ear hairs begin to sprout
Thoughts are begun and left unfinished

Friends and family begin to disappear
Love is now a warm ember, no longer a flame
If age and attitude are causing you fear
Don’t fault God, you have only yourself to blame

The soul never waivers, God’s will to be done
Each day an adventure, His name to proclaim
Mother Nature inspires each spring a renewal
The Uni-verse all glorious its wonders to exclaim

A legacy becomes a motive to achieve
Can I make this world a better place
Find the heart and open it with compassion
Make a wrong right with a warm embrace

Can you become the person God wants you to be
can we stay friends, you and me
Enjoy your age, whatever it may be
because this life has no guarantee

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ME and the Boss

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