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The Language Of The Soul

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“Poetry is the language of the soul;

Poetic Prose, the language of my heart.

Each line must flow as in a song,

and strike a chord that rings forever.

To me, words are music!”

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― Lori R. Lopez

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Elfje:           (Cinquain)

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swearing

in vain

not an oath

very poor language skills

vulgarities

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Haiku:

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crickets loud chirping

pollen thick enough to see

soon summer will bloom

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Poem:

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he skipped the rock across the pond
reflecting how his life did the same
with each touch ripples were spawned
like scions to carry on the family name

the undulations distorted his reflection
his memory was likewise confused
wandering, he sought some direction
his soul was very tired and abused

he was not growing old gracefully
he regretted the youth he had wasted
the ego was always acting ostentatiously
his habit was to always be inebriated

could there be another way of living
would another fox hole prayer work
should the world be forgiving
was this the prelude to going berserk

in real life there are no coincidences
a man with a plan crossed his path
just another of God’s mysterious incidents
a solution to calming his insane wrath

there was a book to give him guidance
a fellowship to welcome him home
he learned to live within the silence
how to survive the complex syndrome

holding on to his new found discovery
enjoying the life of a blessed recovery

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.com

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Sometimes Midnight

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“A poet is a verb

that blossoms light

in gardens of dawn,

or

sometimes midnight.”

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~ Aberjhani

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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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Creative
Producing art
Pictures in words
Music for the soul
Poetry
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Haiku

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One day at a time
Living life spiritually
Do the next right thing.

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Poem:

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Sunrise, sunset
let the sun mark the day
the Great Creator in all of His glory
secure are we in His arms

Moon rise, moon set
let the moon mark the night
allowing Mother Nature to sing
protected are we in Her arms

Yesterday, tomorrow
let us try to stay in today
permit Father Time to have His say
destined are we in His arms

Forever and a day let our souls be free
as one with the Spirit of the Uni-verse
knowing that we are eternal in every way
secure, protected and destined in His arms.

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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