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At Breakfast

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“At breakfast!

said Louise in an awed voice.

‘A man who can read poetry

at breakfast would be capable

of anything.”

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~Mary Stewart,

Madam, Will You Talk ?

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Elfje:     Cinquain

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nourishment

after good night’s sleep

milk the cows

before dawn

breakfast

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Haiku:

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frogs croak heralds dusk

summers symphony of love

fireflies dot the night

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Poem:

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whatever happened to face to face
communicating now done by cyberspace
her facebook page was pure fabrication
re-tweeted fake news without hesitation

remember when the phone was attached to a line
a shrug of the shoulders, a wink, were a true sign
text was what you read on a printed page
before the cost of a phone became the golden age

e-mails a record of instant mistakes
not as much fun as tipping jakes
egomaniacs in love with taking the selfies
next they will be doing a video strip tease

applications for everything but common sense
the more expensive the bigger the pretense
Dick Tracy’s wrist communicator is now reality
making the user any smarter is no guarantee

don’t have a cell phone, it’s not a disgrace
face to face is still enjoyed by the human race

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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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