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“Loneliness is
the poverty of self;
solitude is
the richness of self.”
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~ May Sarton
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Elfje: (Cinquain) Classic: each word only one syllable.
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change
move on
do it twice
try to or else
switch
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Haiku: (5-7-5, nature and seasons the topic)
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springs chilly drizzle
sky covered by low gray clouds
first robin appears
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Poem:
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quarter of a century in recovery
every day a new day of discovery
learning to accept all of life’s changes
enjoying the chance to be outrageous
I pray every day to walk the walk
sad are those who just talk the talk
it is easy to accept when God is in control
body, mind and soul He makes us whole
sobriety promises us many things
a chance to unravel the heart strings
a new freedom from past regrets
friends who we can count as assets
an attitude that includes no fears
a desire to be of help to our peers
happy, happy, happy for others
a choice to be part of a band of brothers
knowledge of feelings that keeps expanding
finding a God of our understanding
a kindness we are glad to repay
living this life no other way
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ME and the Boss
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“…the collective
wisdom of humanity
[is] enshrined
in its poetry.”
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~ Robyn Donald
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Elfje:
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jump
spin around
À la quatrième
do the boogie woogie
dance
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Haiku:
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clearing winter’s mess
careful to save the new growth
spring is but a dream
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Poem:
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where is the fine line of sanity
or is insane not a place at all
not me, invisibly cloaked in vanity
delusions acerbated by alcohol
did I drink too much and became crazy
or was I crazy and I drank too much
could have done different but was too lazy
should have but I really needed a crutch
would have but I ignored my mother
make amends, clear the wreckage
learn to rely upon a Higher Power
be prepared to carry the recovery message
a simple program for complicated people
how we were restored to sane thinking
ME and the Boss
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