“But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity.”
~ Andrew Marvel
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Elfje: Cinquain
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eat
a meal
can you cook
spud, meat and bread
food
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Haiku:
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colorful flowers
attracting ants, bees and me
with sweet aromas
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Poem:
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the horseshoe above the door was facing down my luck had fallen to the ground up the ladder with hammer in hand was this the portal to Alice’s wonderland
it was a tap, tap, tap on the tack step on a crack you break your mother’s back righted the horseshoe without hitting my thumb could I walk, talk and chew bubble gum
superstitions growing out of old wives tales nevermind is to ignore the minor details the poem is seeking something metaphorical the only help that I can give is strictly rhetorical
to sit in rapture, to muse and ponder how much time does a poet squander back to the luck which is now on the ground the old sage said that if I am prepared it can again be found
so to be prepared one needs to read more one cannot expect life to come through the back door love we know comes in through the window it is death who uses the back door for his innuendo
be ready Freddy, keep the front door unlocked keep your notebook of good ideas well stocked may your horseshoe always be turned upward and let today’s dessert be your favorite custard
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. “Luck Is What Happens When Preparation Meets Opportunity”. This quote is attributed to the Roman philosopher Seneca.
Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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they would not, could not
show any true emotions
children of abuse
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Poem:
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he awoke from a pleasant dream
lying softly next to a gurgling stream
life was going good or so it seemed
actually better than he had ever dreamed
there was a time when things were bleak
his soul was lost he thought he was unique
his life was held in the grip of an addiction
humbled to his knees with a life of dereliction
a disease that is physical, mental and spiritual
to a cure which is in the realm of metaphorical
beyond self help it takes a collaboration
shown a pathway by the healed’s affirmation
following their suggestions he became humble
he salvaged a life that was about to crumble
promises made, promises kept
life is no struggle when you learn to accept
ME and the Boss Poetry 