Maturity Required

 

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“You must have

a certain amount

of maturity

to be a poet.

Seldom do sixteen-year-olds

know themselves

well enough.”

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~Erica Jong

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)         (Classic, each word only one syllable.)

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dumb

don’t know

can’t find out

which way is up

young

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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tagged with graffiti

anger was his first response

gangs advertisement

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Poem:

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there was this song in my heart
I just could not get it out of my head
it was a feeling I could not get rid of
it had something to do with being in love

it was then that you walked into the room
the happy feelings began to bloom
had the words just needed a melody
harps and trumpets, something heavenly

not my talent, to impatient
I just don’t understand the relation
notes and rhythm to match the words
think I’ll just let singing to the birds

that still leaves me with the feelings for you
I want to be on a lake with you in my canoe
then I hear me strumming my out of tune guitar
the whole picture becomes hazy and bizarre

darn it, shucks, dang blam it, another failure
I know that I will never understand this behavior
despite the ruckus, there is one thing that is true
I will always and forever be in love with you

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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What Is Enough

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“...and then,

I have nature and art

and poetry,

and if that is

not enough,

what is enough?

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~ Vincent van Gogh

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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sufficient

plenty enough

more than adequate

a pretty decent amount

much

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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messages in words

poetry

rhyming melody

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Poem:   The Good King

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it was the angel’s only responsibility
the precocious child of nobility
to keep him safe and lead him to God
if only he were not the Devil’s lightning rod

good and evil, right and wrong
the angel sang her innocent song
the Devil’s beat, he called it rap
the lyrics were a devious trap

the boy an inculpable beholder                          (innocent bystander)
from his left shoulder to his right shoulder
the angel held by the devil’s mesmerizing sway
they danced and pranced the day away

the boy was confused, did just as he pleased
his young heart was unfairly squeezed
some deeds were nice, other acts were atrocious
to his peers he was truly ferocious

God witnessed the dance from His throne above
His message of balance in this world is love
the angel was enraptured by His heavenly glow
to the Devil he delivered a knockout blow

with the angels touch the lad was delivered from hell
the trumpet sounds were joined by the lofty church bell
looking up he saw a Good Orderly Direction
heart and soul his rule was guided by loving affection

the Devil came to and attacked the young lord
the angel stepped in, ever faithful to her word
heart and soul the now king was on the angels side
his faith in love was enough to reverse the tide

the good king’s new bride was the angel in disguise
they lived happily ever after which is no surprise

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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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