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Fill It Up

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“It’s just endless
what you can learn from
a single work of art.
You can fill up the crevices
of your life,
the cracks of your life,
the places where
the mortar comes out
and falls away-
you can fill it up with
the love of art.’

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~  Vincent Price

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)    Classic: each word only one syllable.
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scare
cause fear
shock the nerves
make the heart jump
spook                                    (What Vincent Price was know for.)
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Haiku:     (5-7-5, nature and seasons the topic)
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spring colors blossom
refreshed after winters sleep
birds and bees arrive

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Poem:

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seeing red, totally vivid
ignorant actions that make one  livid
anger is another form of fear
ulterior motives made unclear

emotions that must be explained
to keep the soul from being drained
the lessons to teach patience and tolerance
situations that require our total sufferance

wisdom achieved by learning to listen
uncovering motives that were hidden
Spiritual progress became our ultimate goal
rediscovering the value of our soul

no longer red, what we see is clear
serenity and peace devoid of fear

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ME and the Boss

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Angels In Disguise

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“Be not

inhospitable

to strangers,

lest they be

angels in disguise.”

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~ W B Yeats

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          classic: each word only one syllable

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death

last breath

to the end

those left to grieve

dead

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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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he loved her so much
spirits entwined to the end
he was left to grieve

a generation now gone
time does not wait for a soul

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Poem:

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Death, the poets greatest fear
the thought of losing someone so dear
always searching for the meaning of life
the heart wounded by an emotional knife

why that person, why not me
the only human with whom I could agree
their unwavering love knew no limits
souls that were touched by holy spirits

never alone, their echoes live in our hearts
lonely because the laughter never starts
unknown triggers renew the grief
inner turmoil caused by an emotional thief

let the tears flow, they cleanse the soul
because we know for whom the bells toll

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ME and my dearest Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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