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“When you finally
go back to your
old hometown,
you find it wasn’t
the old home you missed
but your childhood.”
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~ Sam Ewing
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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recollections
things remembered
people, places, things
good, bad, happy, sad
memories
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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mountains turning red
geese formations flying south
squirrels hiding nuts
nature prepares for winter
chilling winds forecast the change
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Poem:
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the bus stopped a block away
in the wrong direction
a two mile walk to school
clothes were well worn
but always clean
couldn’t afford to dress real cool
the future was a wish and a prayer
mostly fulfilling Mother’s dream
she always started with the Golden Rule
lived my life during a wonderful era
it started with the end of World War II
men on the moon and nuclear fuel
then things began to change
banks and businesses too big to fail
greed enlarged the human cesspool
politicians ran on egos, not on skills
dumbed down education, no civics class
proclaiming themselves the Lords of misrule *
they failed to follow the most obvious lesson
history repeats itself, human nature prevails
they govern from their seat on the dunce’s stool
the future is still a wish and a prayer
the rich and the powerful buying their way
immune from the press’s scorn and ridicule
Whatever happened to the Golden Rule ? ? ?
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*The Lord of misrule is the master of ceremonies at Christmas celebrations.
Politicians get re-elected by giving gifts (contracts and entitlements.)
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ME and the Boss
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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“Freud thought that
a psychosis was
a waking dream,
and that poets were
daydreamers too,
but I wonder if the reverse
is not as often true,
and that madness is a fiction
lived in like a rented house”
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~ William Gass
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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madness
genetically predispositioned
post traumatic stress
going off one’s rocker
insanity
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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successful hours
daylight wanes
prayers end the day
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Poem:
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politics and religion can ruin small talk
most people are not qualified to discuss either
their lame excuse is having a mental block
even the smartest can be an underachiever
say the word poetry and watch them squirm
remembering hippies and beatniks reading prose
the genre doesn’t even appeal to every bookworm
rhyme is left to the lover who wants to propose
seems that everyone is just too serious
or just too stupid, enjoying movies that have no plot
beyond ordinary understanding they believe the mysterious
going a lifetime of never having an original thought
the sad lament is that most of them are politicians
praying that they may find some legitimate positions
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ME and the Boss
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