Tag Archives: Mother Nature

Nothing Is Always Something

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“Don’t you just love

poetry that gives you

a crinkly feeling

up and down your back?”

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~ L.M. Montgomery,

Anne of Green Gables

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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nothing
to see
with eyes closed
use the other senses
something

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Haiku:

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welcomed steady rain
water to refresh the earth
giving life to all

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Poem:

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nothing is always something
seeing is never believing
fingers and heart are touching
hearing can be very deceiving

words can be extremely confusing
know it alls will say anything
accidental puns are amusing
blessings reside in the fairy ring

love can mean so many things
a kindness is never wasted
bells toll when the angel gets its wings
when will peace be created

something does not have to be an action
nothing can give rise to moral satisfaction

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ME and the Boss

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The Ink That Writes

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“Language has not

the power to speak

what love indites

The soul lies buried

in the Ink that writes”

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~John Clare, The Later Poems 1837-1864

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Elfje:      (Cinquain)

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bells

a warning

a joyful celebration

a call to prayer

chimes

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Haiku:

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sun baked mud puddles

recycling God’s miracle

rain from gathered clouds

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Poem:

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the sponge docks are alive,
teeming with visitors, sightseers
the many gift shops trying to survive
pubs making their money on cold beers

the old men selling the sponges
aquariums and boat tours to entertain
local souvenir trinkets by the hundreds
Greek pastries as sweet as sugar cane

the heat keeps the locals inside
air conditioning is an exact science
boaters keep an eye on the tides
squawking gulls breaking the silence

summer vacations bring families galore
welcoming those to the beautiful Gulf shore

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ME and the Boss

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