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My Soul, My Senses

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“Like poetry,

in times of intense emotion

the image returns to me.

Like poetry, it stroked

my soul and, by turns,

lulled and stoked my senses.”

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― Lisa St. Aubin de Teran

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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feeling

sixth sense

reaction to events

no need to touch

emotional

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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listening to silence

God speaking

love and devotion

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Poem:

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time to duck into fantasyland
what to do when reality sucks
reality, where everything fun has been banned
and even the the worst will cost you big bucks

let’s all go down the hole and meet the Mad Hatter
a place where there are no lines of race or creed
a land where politically correct doesn’t matter
where victories are won and no one has to bleed

then there are the delightful perks
the chocolate ice cream has no calories
lose weight by thinking about what works
toys run forever, no need for batteries

no greed eliminates the need for police or politics
everyone you meet wears a smile on their face
rewards for everyone with no need to do tricks
taking only what you need, remembering God’s grace

awakened by the boombox thats a mile away
oh what can I do, just hope and pray

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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