How The World Works

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“I wouldn’t be surprised if poetry –

poetry in the broadest sense,

in the sense of a world filled with

metaphor, rhyme, and recurring

patterns, shapes, and designs –

is how the world works.

The world isn’t logical;

it’s a song.”

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― David Byrne, Bicycle Diaries

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Elfje:    (Cinquain)

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silent

invisible waves

nothing to hear

song of the universe

love

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Haiku:

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blessed tradition

celebrating the harvest

appreciation

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Poem:

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poetry is a song
rhyming, lyrical, meant to be sung
meant to educate, to entertain
to flow easily off of the tongue
some aimed at the masses strong
others too obscure to mean anything
best are those with which you can hum along

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poetry is a song
striking its chords on heart and nerve
for the writer it can be anything they want
for the reader a brand new learning curve
ideas that dance, words that prance
somber and dark or fluffy cloud light
best are those whose theme is romance

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poetry is a song
stories that live as long as the language does
heroes and villains, the abused and the innocent
whatever it was and always how it is
some do their work even though rhymeless
God said they all needed to be written
the best, the best are those that are timeless

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― David Byrne, Bicycle Diaries

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Inspired

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” If I feel physically

as if the top of my head

were taken off,

I know that is poetry.”

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― Emily Dickinson

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Elfje :

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Motivated
Life’s goals
Going for broke
Aiming for the stars
Inspired

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Haiku :

Propelled to achieve

Inspired by impossible

Winners will surface

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POEM :    

(Prose w/ some rhymes and a little meter mixed in)

Getting out of bed
happy to greet the day
good thoughts going through the head
is it time to work or time to play

Inspired to do it alone
or is the team required
planning to follow the stepping stone
seeking an outcome to be admired

Stymied by reality
expense versus practicality
time to switch to plan “B”
searching for the missing key
two steps forward, one step back
trying to avoid the heart attack

Close, but no cigar
do not lose the dream
keep shooting for the star
avoid going to the extreme

And when the day is done
count your blessings one by one
say thank you God for giving me the chance
and ask for the strength to face tomorrows
song and dance.

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ME and the Boss

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