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Ink On White Space

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“You can tell

it’s a poem

because it’s swimming

in a little gel pack

of white space.

That shows it’s a poem.”

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~ Nicholson Baker, The Anthologist

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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reading

or writing

between the lines

ideas that grow horns

poetry

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Haiku:

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the thirsty plant sighs

welcomed spring showers arrive

nature replenished

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Poem:

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cacophony of the house
too many selfish bodies
hard of hearing spouse
each their own secret follies

everyone has their own device
each competing for attention
advertisers vying to entice
subliminal below comprehension

time for a vacation
need to seek the silence
the oceans roar salvation
regaining emotional balance

God teaching me patience
different strokes for different folks
are their steps to teach us tolerance
delusional reality or just a hoax

can meditation stop the noise
who is inconveniencing whom
because they know how it annoys
only made worse because we presume

shut the door
turn out the light
time to snore
say goodnight


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Bad Poets

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We talk

so abstractly

about poetry

because all of us

are usually

bad poets.”

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― Friedrich Nietzsche

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Elfje:

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words

picture painted

ideas and opinions

verses now being created

poem

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Haiku: (In reverse 7-5-7,  only the bad poet takes poetic license.)

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the babbling brook speaks volumes

fed by winter snows

rushing down to the ocean

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Poem:   Highly Overrated  (My attempt at writing a bad poem)

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a stream of conscience
writing what appears
in the minds eye
not seeking the rhyme or why
just giving the feelings
wings that can or may be attached
to the time and place of their origins

coming up for air
catching another breath
before diving again into
the unconscious realm of
smokey clouds, that on passing
allow glimpses of sunlight and clarity
to peak through

drifting along on the pleasant dreams,
fantasies that makes this world bearable,
trying to ignore the necessary formalities,
meditating in silence as the
world passes me by,
alas, reality is very very highly overrated . . .

Moral: Don’t take yourself too seriously.

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ME and the Boss

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