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Sprout Wings

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“Following dark winter’s strife,

a warm air rises,

teemed with life.

Birth, rebirth,

as the waiting die.

Old love, new love

sprouts wings to fly.”


― Phar West Nagle

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Elfje: Cinquain

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fly

on wings

sail the sky

to chase the wind

soar

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Tanka: 5,7,5 . 7,7 syllables per line

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another season

the Creator does not fail

a time to adjust

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all animals must adapt

man is not an exception

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Poem:

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paid the bills, no money left over
only dreams of being in the clover
contemplating what to do when I win the lotto
you just wait has been my motto

dreams with no action never work
believing in good luck is just a quirk
to put that cherry on the banana split
maybe tomorrow I’ll get around to it

what’s not to enjoy about living
glad to multiply the joy by giving
having a family by birth or by choice
just too many reasons to rejoice

do we really need a reason for being
what if we all were just dreaming
forget the questions, let your soul soar
know that happiness is rewarded by more

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ME and the Boss

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