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No Other Rule

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“Write

what you like;

there is no

other rule.”

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~ O. Henry

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)    classic: each word only one syllable

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joy

some fun

a big thrill

glad to be nice

glee

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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beautiful sky

sun and mist

rainbows everywhere

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Poem:

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looking, lost, trying to find fantasyland
this ugly, smelly reality I cannot stand
transport me to a faraway zone
let me hide by using a clone

let’s create a new space and call it Love
built with the blessings received from above
air and noise pollution may not exist
the sky above always rainbow kissed

soft melodies provided by the birds and the bees
herbal aromas wafting about on a fresh breeze
every trail and path lined with a display floral
the horizon represented by a bucolic mural

a sirens scream, a grieving mothers wail
back to earth, dreams wasted to no avail
a bang and a thud, everything used and abused
only the crazy from this world are excused

to cope, one must adjust the altitude
work hard at keeping a good attitude
let reality suck, if it must
let go, relax, in God you must trust

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ME and the Boss

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In Due Time

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“I shall,

in due time,

be a Poet.”

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~ Ada Lovelace

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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practice

do over

and over again

until it’s done right

rehearse

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

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their love was not lost

torn apart by civil war

rekindled again

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Poem:

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the blame was always put on others
the sickest could incriminate their mothers
the index finger was pointed so others could see
they ignore the three pointing back: I, self and me

the thumb points up to remind them that God knows
trying to dismiss what lies right under their nose
the intent is to overlook their own lives debris
acting like a monkey trying to hide up in a tree

came to discover his brain was the problem
using drugs and alcohol he failed to blossom
he developed a disease from which there is no cure
untreated it leads to jails, institutions and death, for sure

for treatments that work, God is at the core
too much ego leads to a swinging door
get in, get in, do the next right thing
recovery is the only value worth worshiping

best of all no need of finger pointing
let go and let God, no more fighting
a new way of life, a new way of thinking
one day at a time, just not drinking

it has worked for millions, why not you
try the Twelve Step program to see you through

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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