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“Trifles make
perfection,
and perfection
is no trifle.”
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~ Michelangelo
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Elfje: (Cinquain) classic: each word only one syllable
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plain
most clean
no foul dirt
as God made it
pure
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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St Valentines Day
his unconditional love
a channel for God
you too can be His channel
just love without a limit
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Poem:
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failed, misplaced, skipped, omitted, lost
you can’t retrieve the past at any cost
don’t blame the memory for getting old
it is mostly the lies that we have been told
hindsight tells me that I missed my prime
either misused or squandered most of my time
no use crying over all of the spilled milk
a sows ear can’t be made into a purse of silk
forget the past, let the hair down, have some fun
soak up the sun, even if the work is not done
time is an element that man will not conquer
it’s our perception what makes time a monster
today, let time manage it’s own image
are you alive ?,
just thank God for that privilege
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ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“One great
use of words
is to hide
our thoughts.”
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~ Voltaire
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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thoughts
mental images
actions and reactions
things I might do
visions
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Tanka: 5-7-5, 7-7
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what I am saying
may not be what I’m thinking
if you only knew
beating around the big bush
intentionally deceived
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Poem:
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living a dream
merrily rowing upstream
living a fairytale
forever chasing the holy grail
perpetually stalking illusions
thinking about not growing old
“whatever” is my cup of tea
maybe it will be filled with fool’s gold
reality check
the spaceship has landed
could we be a smaller speck
let your imagination be expanded
knowing that our lives are but a blip in time
understanding that even the powerful made a very small dent
before they know it most have passed their prime
for some each day is one entire event
for the older souls time is but a blur
is evolution the path of least resistance
can or will a world peace ever occur
will there ever be a meaning to our existence
firstly, are we asking the right question
will there ever be a lasting impression
seeking the answers propels us forward
what is , is what a Higher Power has ordered
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ME and the Boss
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