Just Mine

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“Poetry resembles metaphysics:

one does not mind one’s own,

but one does not like anyone else’s.”

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~ Samuel Butler

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Elfje:

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metaphysics

ontology, cosmology,

and often epistemology

abstract concepts of being

philosophy

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Haiku:

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violent storm front

rain coming horizontal

birds know how to hide

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Poem:

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who would I choose for my other persona
would I want to be rich and powerful
could I be a humble saint with a bright corona
boring dull and drab or over the top colorful

was Hemingway the old man of the sea
was Coleridge really the ancient mariner
must I be a sailor or just a captain wanna be
could I pass myself off as a wandering foreigner

why just one, how about a new one every day
butcher, baker, candlestick maker
whatever whim or fancy that blows my way
a quiet quaker or an obnoxious shaker

could Thomas Pynchon make me into a flea
I guess I would just rather be little old me

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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A Voice

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“Was not writing poetry

a secret transaction,

a voice answering a voice?”

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~ Virginia Woolf

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Elfje:

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sound

carrying thoughts

tone and inflection

quietly in my mind

voices

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Haiku:

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nobody but you

alone is not possible

the universe speaks

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Poem:

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to myself only am I known
the heart and soul always masked
always pretending to be alone

the projected persona is gregarious
the insides are roiling and knotted
if you knew, it would be hilarious

at one time the emotions were perceived as suffering
over the years those feelings have become quotidian
I now find that my misery is habitual and comforting

found a friend with whom I could commensurate
a loving Higher Power who has all of the answers
He notes that my emotional responses are inveterate

new sympathies for the old dog are difficult at best
a better way of thinking has become my quest

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ME and the Boss

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