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It’s Ended

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“How does a poet

know when a poem

is ended?

Because it lies flat, taut;

nothing can be added

or subtracted.”

~ Carol Shields

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Elfje: Cinquain

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one

or two

but not three

no need to count

more

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Haiku:

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the wild universe

natural phenomenon

ever evolving

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Poem:

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good , better, best
another day that God has blessed
new events we call the news
usually something that we do not choose

a good day, nothing happened at all
not even handwriting on the wall
food on the table, the roof stayed up
love overflowed the proverbial cup

a better day, something really nice happened
an incident that no one could have imagined
the post it note for a happy memory
a warm thought for the hearts treasury

the best day, God had better plans than I did
on that day He proved that every pot has a lid
it was the day He introduced me to the one I love
daily I thank the heavens and the God above

blessings for you, may today be your best
may you easily pass every stress test
pray that your silver linings turn to gold
may the love you give be returned two fold

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ME and the Boss

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Explore, Dream, Discover.

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“Twenty years from now

you will be more disappointed

by the things that you didn’t do

than by the ones you did do. So,

throw off the bowlines, sail away

from safe harbor, catch the

trade winds in your sails.

Explore, Dream, Discover.”

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  ~  Mark Twain

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          
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dream
sail away
from safe harbor
catch the trade winds
discover
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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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God blessed the love birds
always and ever happy
thoughts of each other

sharing and caring as one
God met their needs, not their wants

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Poem:
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the one who held the family together
always there despite the weather
feast or famine, healthy or sick
she was there through thin and thick

clinging to her apron strings
she was an angel earning her wings
year after year as we grew
she always did what a mother should do

us from the world she did protect
and when we did wrong she did correct
many good times stored in memory
events supplied by her boundless energy

sadly celebrated only one day a year
I see her reflection in every tear
kudos to mothers everywhere
the world would cease without their care

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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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