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“If the only
prayer you said
was ‘thank you,’
that would be
enough.”
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~ Meister Eckhart
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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prayer
a thought
asking for guidance
listening for the answer
meditation
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Senryu: 5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)
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sadness turned to joy
negative to positive
anger turned to love
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Poem:
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he thought what he felt was a feeling
but the alcohol always kept him reeling
looking forward he saw only the ceiling
his reality was never truly appealing
near death made him change his ways
time allowed him to see through the haze
his body recovered from the sick malaise
to a Higher Power he gives the praise
it became a slew of feelings that he felt
his roller coaster emotions needed a seat belt
his cold stone heart had begun to melt
a new hand of cards he had been dealt
a new friend and then more friends
a fellowship that taught him to make amends
how the wreckage of the past to cleanse
and the twelve steps that paid big dividends
today his feelings are a joy to explore
emotions that are allowed to soar
a life that has been his to restore
peace, serenity and so much more
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ME and the Boss
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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“If it ain’t
a pleasure,
it ain’t
a poem.”
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― William Carlos Williams
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Elfje:
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read
and write
compose the idea
make the words sing
poetry
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Haiku:
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spring blooms prolific
nature provides the pleasure
melted snow feeds brook
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Poem:
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twinkle, twinkle little star
nursery rhymes written from afar
how I wonder what you are
whose hand was caught in the cookie jar
star light star bright
does heaven only come out at night
can all of my wishes come true tonight
simple pleasures our souls delight
hickory dickory dock
everyone ran from the mouse in the clock
so glad the rodents don’t come in a flock
we’d cut off their tails with a tomahawk
Old King Cole was a merry old soul
got lost while out taking an evening stroll
wonder if he knew about the black hole
time out, snack time, chinese spring roll
And now poor Simple Simon bids you all “Adieu”
he’d come to get you but there is a hole in his canoe
we’ll end this little ditty with a happy thank you
and looking forward to seeing you’ll at (in) the zoo
my pleasure
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ME and the Boss
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