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“Many have referred
to [Lewis] Carroll’s
rhymes as nonsense,
but in my childhood world
— Los Angeles in the ’50s
— they made perfect sense.”
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~ Wanda Coleman
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Elfje: Cinquain
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plan
to think
brought to mind
some good, some bad
thoughts
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Senryu:
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crying tears of joy
happy for a friend who cares
good time to have fun
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Poem:
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there was a time , once
he sat in the corner and was called a dunce
not dumb, just that his brain was on backwards
his dreams were the only thing that matters
he was introduced to the mind changing alcohol
paper tiger courage, he was no longer small
like Superman, a single leap over the wall
and like a drunk, on his face he did fall
thought he was Don Juan, all the girls did run
his stinking thinking thought that this was fun
on the dance floor he thought he was Fred Astaire
to his partner it was like dancing with a bear
he crossed the line, he needed to drink
justification, reasons, lies were all that he could think
the guilt, shame and remorse were not fun
he was alone, isolated, friends there were none
God had other plans for this soul
a suggestion he received when released on parole
visit a fellowship made up of recovering drunks
a group that found the way out of the dumps
with paper in hand he showed up at the door
the message was that he did not have to feel that way anymore
time quickly passed and he heard just keep coming back
new friends and new thinking kept him on track
he learned, never cured, just a daily reprieve
of a loving Higher Power he came to believe
a living miracle, one of the ten percent
he was no longer the loser or the malcontent
his mission became the spreading of the word
his tale of recovery is what they heard
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ME and the Boss
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ME and the Boss Poetry 