Uniting

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“Poetry is

the art of

uniting pleasure

with truth.”

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― Samuel Johnson

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Elfje:

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noise

vulgar speech

display of ignorance

oaths among the stupid

swearing

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Haiku:

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God lives forever

time measured by the light year

man’s life but a blink

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Poem:

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can I tell a lie
grandiose ego I
makes me want to cry
the morals which I defy

Mother taught me right
the church made  me fear sin
the commandments I thought were trite
it was always more important to win

t’was instant gratification that I sought
never dreamt of the consequence
tried every sin that could be bought
the highs were far above common sense

struck sober by a God incident
was almost restored to sane thinking
the addiction was false imprisonment
controlled by habits that were stinking

to thine own self be true
a better way of living
a Higher Power to see me through
enjoying a life I thought was missing

I cannot tell a lie
I no longer want to be that bad guy

ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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breathe

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“breathe in

experience

breathe out

poetry”

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― Muriel Rukeyser

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Elfje:     (Cinquain)

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art

song, dance

whats your choice

hearts beating with joy

pleasure

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Haiku:

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spirit of all things

ethereal nature moves

the sound of silence

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Poem:

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she shouted from the other room
something about a flower in bloom

I turned on my selective hearing
my thoughts turned to disappearing

her insistence sounded like a request
or maybe a very small order at best

obviously my turn, should I answer
I felt I was being treated like a gandy dancer

another yelp and the tone became stern
just go on, do it, her affections to earn

I go before the queen, who gave me audience
years and tears have given me sapience

a man should know that a happy wife
gives him a very happy life . . .

ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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