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Nothing

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“Poetry

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~ W.H. Auden

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Elfje:           (Cinquain)

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but

and if

or what else

maybe is a possibility

although

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Haiku:

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seasons transition

resting roots, no leaves to feed

tree ring marks the year

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Poem:

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millions upon millions of life stories
some sad, some happy, most just boring
genre is what writers call categories
imagination is the mind exploring

romance, mystery, western, horror
is a book about history really nonfiction
can we believe a diary from the explorer
writing for many is just an addiction

poetry gives one the ability to fabricate
blue, black, purple, no need to color the lie
the author always wins his own debate
choose your own flavor for the pie in the sky

today I am the hero, tomorrow the goat
a wonderful life lived by my own anecdote

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ME and the Boss

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Big With Wonder

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“Because philosophy arises from awe,

a philosopher is bound in his way

to be a lover of myths and poetic fables.

Poets and philosophers are alike

in being big with wonder.”

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~ Thomas Aquinas

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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awe

don’t wonder

off too far

you might get lost

curiosity

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

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love is the feeling

not always a two way street

do-over allowed

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Poem:

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my heart went out to Rebecca Joy
a puppy love with mixed emotions
she was the queen, I was the toy
she was the object of all of my devotions

my dreamy lust chased after Amanda Sue
raging hormones of the blooming youth
she saw me as another animal in the zoo
my gratification was not always the truth

third time was a charm, John Barleycorn
loved the feeling, out of control
he loved me back, I thought I was reborn
his was a life sentence, no chance for parole

love turned black, I hated myself
false relationships with drinking partners
selecting booby prizes from the bottom shelf
blaming others, we all became accusers

God did for me what I could not do
I awoke among a gaggle of drunks
they put me on a boat with a sober crew
new feeling arose, starting with goose bumps

cleared the wreckage of the past
began the relationship with a new self
unconditional at first, finally, a new love at last
a new set of prizes picked from the top shelf

new relationships that no longer begin with me, me, me
learned to listen, keep the mouth shut, began to see
one day at a time, knowing gratitude is the key
serene and peaceful is what I want to be

love now comes in all shapes, sizes and names
hopefully I can remember some of them
following the philosophy of William James*
grateful for what God has let me become

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ME and the Boss

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*Acceptance of what has happened
is the first step to overcoming the
consequences of any misfortune.
~ William James
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