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Spiritual Wellspring

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“Reclaiming the sacred

in our lives

naturally brings us

close once more to

the wellsprings of poetry.”

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― Robert Bly

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Elfje:

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indecision

teeter totter

on the fence

make up your mind

limbo

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Haiku:

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torrential downpour

more rain than the ground can hold

spring gully washer

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Poem:

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the table levitated at the seance
from this world to another by conveyance

how many souls are there in limbo
is there a special place for the hero

when the body dies is there a lingering spirit
while channeling must one be coherent

did parapsychology invent the poltergeist
such supernatural talk the bane of the theist

the backward collar a symbol of the clerical
a uniform designed by the monks chimerical

did Serling invent the twilight zone
do you know what they will put on your tombstone

can you differentiate between the nightmare and the dream
did Edvard Munch picture you when he painted the scream

the supernatural tale relies on the final twist
the question is:  do we really exist . . . ? ? ?

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The Ancients

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“It has been said

by the ancients

that poetry is a

picture without form,

and painting is a

poem with form”

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– HuaI (Song Dynasty)

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Elfje:

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form

or function

words or shapes

art for arts sake

ancient

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Elfje   (Cinquain)

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gasp

can’t breathe

trying to survive

everything is black and white

nightmare

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Haiku:

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nature has her form

survival of the fittest

are we included

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Poem:

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flights of fantasy, daydreams
over and over the same unreal themes
the what if I were rich instead of beautiful
dancing, singing, the star of a musical

no morbid thoughts to inspire a poem
wishing the reveries were to be an omen
castles in the air sparked by jealously
life’s decisions handled carelessly

dreams, not goals, wasting life’s precious moment
my lethargy being my own worst opponent
move a muscle, change a thought
maybe today, maybe today,  I’ll hit the jackpot

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ME and the Boss

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