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Go Out

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‘It had long since

come to my attention

that people of

accomplishment rarely

sat back and let things

happen to them.

They went out and

happened to things.”

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~ Leonardo da Vinci

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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completed

finally finished

all goals met

over and done with

accomplishment

 

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Haiku:

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dog days afternoon

Sirius rises with the Sun

mad dogs and bad luck

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Poem:

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went to a wonderful meeting today
the topic: of what can we be certain
certain that the disease will always lead us astray
certain the Wizard of Oz was behind the curtain

things will change when we learn to pray
with a Higher Power we do not bargain
sobriety can’t be found by efforts made halfway
miracles are not made by my favorite Martian

keep coming back, meeting makers make it
we are all powerless over people, places and things
we are all the same, a unique one of a kind misfit
my guardian angel worked very hard to gain his wings

it was certain that certain members shared the same thing
some evoked the steps as they shared their experiences
laughter only deepened the hopeful wellspring
above all, recovery was treated with seriousness

certainly glad I went to the meeting
a good habit worth repeating

 

…but in this world nothing can be said to be certain,
except death and taxes.
      ~ Benjamin Franklin

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Words Conceal

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…if you do not

even understand

what words say,

how can you expect

to pass judgement

on what words conceal?”

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~ Hilda Doolittle

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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understood

knew it

could define it

could intelligently discuss it

comprehended

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Haiku:

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quick summer shower

brought the humidity up

barely wet the lawn

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Poem:

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Sirius and the dog days have just passed
the sweltering heat remains
lethargy and indolence are forecast
there is a definite slowing of the brains

the boll weevils don’t seem to mind
hound dogs trying to avoid the ticks
seeking shade wherever it can be found
even too hot to discuss the local politics

the cat hides under the kitchen sink
licking condensation from the cold water pipe
so oppressive that one can hardly think
the fruit on the vine is close to overripe

a dark cloud grows over the horizon
praying for a needed cooling rain
hoping to survive this very dry season
there is no movement on the weather vane

checking the almanac to see what is next
summoning the indians to do a rain dance
barn painted with signs to ward off the hex
the farm has always been a game of chance

thank God that the farmer is resilient
we eat because they are so persistent

 

 

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