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You Triumph

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“Breath,

dreams,

silence,

invincible calm,

you triumph.”

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~ Paul Valery

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Elfje: Cinquain

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beat

gain ground

out in front

from last to first

win

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Haiku:

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rainy season starts

every day a short shower

humidity rules

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Poem:
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he tried to strangle the keyboard
the words were stuck in outer space
everything read like the congressional record
every idea seemed to be out of place

the poem would not get off of first base
it blatantly lied to me with a straight face
it giggled and laughed and called me names
it made every attempt to go up in flames

finally I declared enough is enough
time for the poetic muse to get tough
this poem needs a topic like death or love
compromise said the poem,
lets talk about the God from above

the Creator who makes all things possible
the One whose concept is philosophical
keeping balance in the Uni-verse, day and night
and when we accept, everything is just right

the list goes on for those who are forever grateful
an inside job whose attitude is delightful
having the courage to build on a foundation of faith
to fend off the curse that is cast by the wraith

the Almighty was benevolent and the words erupted
all is good when the Spirit is trusted
even the poem gave a sigh of contentment
the last thing anyone would ever want is a resentment

another poem inspired by Providence
trusting in the All Powerful’s competence
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Abandoned

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A poem

is never finished,

only abandoned.

~ Paul Valery

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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left

gone away

nobody at home

only spirits rapping, tapping

alone

 

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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how much do I love

who decides when it’s too much

feelings in balance

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Poem:

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celebrating the holidays
historical events that we praise
a day for families to get together
always praying for good weather

for some families it is the patriarch
for others cultures it is the matriarch
hopefully the clan has a funny court jester
and in this corner the prudish aunt Esther

stories retold year after year
hugs and kisses, much good cheer
kindness and love makes it quite right
sober families never have a big fight

favorite  recipes and desserts galore
keeps everyone coming back for more
children and adults playing a game
the winner gets bragging rights to claim

day is done, no one wants to leave
the time flew like you can’t believe
each and all clamoring for next years encore
memories to keep for evermore

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ME and the Boss

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