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“A poet is
someone who can
use a single image
to send a universal
message.”
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― Andrei Tarkovsky
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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message
subject matter
staying in touch
for your eyes only
correspondence
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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friends are forever
concerns support each other
feelings that are shared
staying young with memories
while growing old together
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Poem:
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friends stay young with memories
while best friends grow old together
richer than gold friends fill our treasuries
friends forever, regardless of the weather
some every day, some just once in awhile
a good friend shares both the best and the worst
a true friend never tires, mile after mile
for friends the roles are never reversed
to have a friend, be a friend
selfish, self-centered never works
it’s not the money but the time we spend
two friends can be a large network
a stranger is just a friend we have yet to meet
a cold shoulder is a definite sign of unwelcome
something in common makes a friend complete
what works is a smile, a word of welcome
no expectations, just be a friend
for the moment or for a lifetime
just accept what God intends
and if you are real lucky,
you will have a friend to the end.
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ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“There is something in October
sets the gypsy blood astir:
We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls, and calls each
vagabond by name.”
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~ Bliss Carman
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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drifter
wandering gypsy
chasing the seasons
souls with no roots
vagabond
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Haiku:
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the hundred year storm
rarely arrives on schedule
when the earth wobbles
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Poem:
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with a nudge from the judge
with the attendance slip in hand
they show up at a meeting
in total fear of the dreaded remand
the look on the face is usually confusion
people smiling, laughing, and joking
what do they have to be so damn happy about
maybe it’s the funny weed they were smoking
greetings of cheer, glad you are here
fifty two of these sessions until probation is over
punishment still better than sitting in jail
just once a week, all the while staying sober ? ? ?
some hear the message and open their minds
for many the addiction is stronger
not taking the suggestions, the ego rebels
the willpower can’t fight the disease any longer
one day at a time for those who make it
the milestone celebrations are reinforcing
having become a part of a fellowship
the one year cake is very deserving
for the miracles the years pass swiftly by
the judge and his nudge are ancient history
enjoying the life that is happy, joyous and free
can’t wait to help another by telling their story
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ME and the Boss
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