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No Time

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“What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows…”

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~ W.H. Davies

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Elfje:          (Cinquain)

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time

moon cycles

hot and cold

days grow and wane

seasons

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Haiku:

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thunder and lightning

afternoon grows summer storms

doesn’t cool the air

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Poem:

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what value human emotions
many deeper than the oceans
where mental meets physical
what could be more paradoxical

avoiding the devils who cause angst
those whose cheer comes from the Bronx
seeking to hang out with the angels
like the rich who live down south in Naples                 (Florida that is)

let’s begin with the family who taught us
let’s hope they didn’t throw us under the bus
then there are those feelings for the opposite sex
for many it is gloom, doom and a terrible hex

should I laugh or should I cry
might I suffer from chronic dry eye
can I live a day without emotions
will my heart suffer a self induced implosion

what should I do if I cannot feel
my senses riding a big ferris wheel
no fear, my emotions and brain are on backwards
I’ve become an expert at cleaning up  afterwards

ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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Have Time

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“What is this life

so full of care,

We don’t have time

to stand and stare.”

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― W.H. Davies,

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Elfje:     (Cinquain)

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see

if possible

hear if  thinkable

words can become visual

listen

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Haiku:

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in every season

find a moment of quiet

natures time to rest

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Poem:

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the poet was obvious
it was his  life story
he sought for the vainglorious
always looking for the right allegory

parents did the best they could
neighborhood tussles and puppy love
school influenced as it should
too short to be heads above

more schooling, mostly party time
learned about sex, his ruin
no ladder of success did he ever climb
selfish, self-centered, never a union

mumble, stumble, hiding in fear                                                                                                                           content to blend into nothing                                                                                                                                     too proud to ever shed a tear                                                                                                                             emotions were for the stuffing

blessed by a Higher Power                                                                                                                                           he found there was a solution                                                                                                                                    a great fall from the ivory tower                                                                                                                                time for penance and retribution

guilt and shame swept off the street                                                                                                                   humility learned by serving others                                                                                                                            a transformation totally complete                                                                                                                              glad to be a part of a band of brothers

finally, just blessed to be so, so average

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ME and the Boss

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