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To See Your Soul

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“You use a glass mirror

to see your face;

you use works of art

to see your soul.”

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~ George Bernard Shaw

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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nuts

loony tunes

a little eccentric

insane crazy strange person

squirrelly

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Haiku:

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enjoying daylight

summer solstice does appear    (next week)

many hot days soon

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Poem:

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born with his brain on backward
his negative thinking was never forward
he inherited an addictive personality
becoming a drunk was just a formality

he loved to experiment with all of the isms
every promise was subject to conditions
if you do this for me, I might do this for you
he rarely awoke, he usually came to

eventually, body, mind and soul became diminished
the shrink and the doc said that he was finished
he was completely estranged from family and friends
the preacher suggested that he start making amends

God stuck him dumb, said you have one last chance
ignore this and you will have had your last dance
the rooms of A A was were he was told to go
it was said they had a program he needed to know

the disease and the ego had a tremendous fight
in a fog, he could not figure it out quite right
keep coming back was all he could hear
a prayer might help the cravings to disappear

the miracle happened, he chose to submit
he had a problem, he had to admit
they first suggested one day at a time
then showed him the steps that he needed to climb

the fog lifted, he learned to listen
he knew there was no cure for the terrible addiction
he enjoyed the paradox of helping others
he was happy to be a part of the band of brothers

he made the amends, he made the change
his attitude and thinking he did rearrange
staying out of trouble was no longer boring
doing the next right thing kept him soaring

a poster child for it can be done
a happy soul he has become

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ME and the Boss

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Everything Is Unimportant

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“If I write what I feel,

it’s to reduce

the fever of feeling.

What I confess

is unimportant,

because everything

is unimportant.”

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~ Fernando Pessoa

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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profound

very deep

philosophy of man

assumed to be true

principal

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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delicate wonders

fairy moss

delicious koi food

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Poem:

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he forgot the words
the memory slowly fades
flew south with the birds
talking mostly with charades

faces familiar but not the names
recalling incidents from long ago
wooing flames and winning games
missed the lunch, another no show

grandchildren are a favorite topic
they call to remind him it is time to give
whose birthday, his thoughts myopic
can’t remember, the brain becomes a sieve

lamenting that life is too short
amazed at how fast time has flown
relying on others the last resort
how do you answer that damn smart phone

still there is gratitude for every day
and for another we always pray

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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