My Soul, My Senses

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“Like poetry,

in times of intense emotion

the image returns to me.

Like poetry, it stroked

my soul and, by turns,

lulled and stoked my senses.”

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― Lisa St. Aubin de Teran

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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feeling

sixth sense

reaction to events

no need to touch

emotional

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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listening to silence

God speaking

love and devotion

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Poem:

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time to duck into fantasyland
what to do when reality sucks
reality, where everything fun has been banned
and even the the worst will cost you big bucks

let’s all go down the hole and meet the Mad Hatter
a place where there are no lines of race or creed
a land where politically correct doesn’t matter
where victories are won and no one has to bleed

then there are the delightful perks
the chocolate ice cream has no calories
lose weight by thinking about what works
toys run forever, no need for batteries

no greed eliminates the need for police or politics
everyone you meet wears a smile on their face
rewards for everyone with no need to do tricks
taking only what you need, remembering God’s grace

awakened by the boombox thats a mile away
oh what can I do, just hope and pray

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ME and the Boss

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Obvious

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“Contemporary poets

got so obscure

that poetry kind of

fell out of favor. ”

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~ Paul Ruffin

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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coy

subtle hints

are you thinking

tell it like it

is

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Haiku:

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natures abundance

perpetual emotion

moving all senses

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Poem:

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a mask carved from stone
he was always so very, very serious
a smile would probably crack his face
his demeanor posed deleterious

most believed he had no heart
his vocabulary consisted of grunts and groans
but under it all his mother knew
he had a good heart and strong bones

who knows what is behind God’s grand design
who among us is qualified to judge another’s character
can anyone determine the strength of that man’s spine
only God knows who is prey and who is predator

once upon a certain Saturday all hell broke loose
a recalcitrant unleashed a hailstorm of destruction
the stone face frowned and knew he had no excuse
he reacted as taught by his military instruction

credited with saving many, a hero posthumously
never let a face judge a heart that lives generously

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