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“Every weirdo
in the world
is on my
wavelength.”
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~ Thomas Pynchon
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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strange
real queer
more than odd
a small bit quaint
weird
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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thunder and lightning
followed by
a deluge of rain
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Poem:
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pondering do I have a philosophy
conjuring up Socrates subconsciously
does my life really have a meaning
if I’m lucky I might just be dreaming
Dad said I should always be kind
love is what Mother brought to mind
can’t remember what the preacher said
the teacher tried to pound it into my head
good and bad are a matter of opinion
is there a God who has total dominion
what does ugly know about aesthetics
what percent of me is in the genetics
you lose if you were blinking
me, I was only winking
eureka, I got it when I heard the bell ringing
my philosophy requires no real thinking
it is what it is
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ME and the Boss
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“What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows…”
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~ W.H. Davies
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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time
moon cycles
hot and cold
days grow and wane
seasons
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Haiku:
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thunder and lightning
afternoon grows summer storms
doesn’t cool the air
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Poem:
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what value human emotions
many deeper than the oceans
where mental meets physical
what could be more paradoxical
avoiding the devils who cause angst
those whose cheer comes from the Bronx
seeking to hang out with the angels
like the rich who live down south in Naples (Florida that is)
let’s begin with the family who taught us
let’s hope they didn’t throw us under the bus
then there are those feelings for the opposite sex
for many it is gloom, doom and a terrible hex
should I laugh or should I cry
might I suffer from chronic dry eye
can I live a day without emotions
will my heart suffer a self induced implosion
what should I do if I cannot feel
my senses riding a big ferris wheel
no fear, my emotions and brain are on backwards
I’ve become an expert at cleaning up afterwards
ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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