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“Writing well
is the best
revenge.”
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~ Dorothy Parker
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Elfje: (Cinquain) classic: each word only one syllable
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pick
don’t grab
make it quick
catch what you can
choose
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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you can pick your love
will your choice pick you to love
whose heart gets broken
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Poem:
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you can’t win if you don’t play
can we treat life like a child’s game
are you a color or are you a bouquet
is there really something in a name
the clouds diminished into rainbows
the seasons came and went
clover in all colors covers the meadows
in nature nothing is ever spent
so many questions and so few answers
discovered today, obsolete tomorrow
does love motivate flamenco dancers
can eyes wide open see a peep show
I’m so content to ask the question
please, just don’t ask me for the answer
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ME and the Boss
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“Write
what you like;
there is no
other rule.”
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~ O. Henry
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Elfje: (Cinquain) classic: each word only one syllable
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joy
some fun
a big thrill
glad to be nice
glee
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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beautiful sky
sun and mist
rainbows everywhere
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Poem:
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looking, lost, trying to find fantasyland
this ugly, smelly reality I cannot stand
transport me to a faraway zone
let me hide by using a clone
let’s create a new space and call it Love
built with the blessings received from above
air and noise pollution may not exist
the sky above always rainbow kissed
soft melodies provided by the birds and the bees
herbal aromas wafting about on a fresh breeze
every trail and path lined with a display floral
the horizon represented by a bucolic mural
a sirens scream, a grieving mothers wail
back to earth, dreams wasted to no avail
a bang and a thud, everything used and abused
only the crazy from this world are excused
to cope, one must adjust the altitude
work hard at keeping a good attitude
let reality suck, if it must
let go, relax, in God you must trust
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ME and the Boss
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