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Tales To Spin

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“If you are a dreamer come in

If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar

A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer

If you’re a pretender com sit by my fire

For we have some flax golden

tales to spin

Come in!

Come in!”

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― Shel Silverstein

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Elfje:

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imagination

contrived situations

falsehood bordering truth

people, places,things changed

tales

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Haiku:

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what you think you see

the chameleon changes

natures hiding place

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Poem:

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let go or be pulled along

replace it with something better

does every life need a theme song

are we marked with a scarlet letter

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seeking positive reinforcement

family and friends the preferred source

proud to receive a personal endorsement

stepping stones to  life’s best course

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the devil dines on the negative

set your table with the bright optimistic

the attitude, good or bad, is never inherited

allow the mind and soul to grow synergistic

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focused on the here and now

have faith, you do know how.

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ME and the Boss

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What Does It Mean

 

“all they want to do is tie

the poem to a chair with rope

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torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose

to find out what it really means.”

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― Billy Collins

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Elfje:

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possibly

the truth

the whole truth

lying cops a plea

confession

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Haiku:

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no silence in spring

natures chorus seeking mates

music to God’s ear

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Poem:

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motives; body, mind and soul

as mysterious as a black hole

our wants and needs mostly ego driven

justification by purposeful commission

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deep inside is it nurture or nature

character or appearance a portraiture

the sickest act like a magic chameleon

memory and events destined for oblivion

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those who can”t teach or become a politician

common sense does in no way improve cognition

the unethical shrink seeks a plausible explanation

the healthy see only the mentally deranged aberration

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the simple mind deduces that there is no rhyme or reason

so sad that politically incorrect could be construed as treason

history repeats and human nature again is wrong

what remains will be left to the elements, the strong.

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ME and the Boss

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