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In Due Time

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“I shall,

in due time,

be a Poet.”

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~ Ada Lovelace

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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practice

do over

and over again

until it’s done right

rehearse

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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their love was not lost

torn apart by civil war

rekindled again

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Poem:

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the blame was always put on others
the sickest could incriminate their mothers
the index finger was pointed so others could see
they ignore the three pointing back: I, self and me

the thumb points up to remind them that God knows
trying to dismiss what lies right under their nose
the intent is to overlook their own lives debris
acting like a monkey trying to hide up in a tree

came to discover his brain was the problem
using drugs and alcohol he failed to blossom
he developed a disease from which there is no cure
untreated it leads to jails, institutions and death, for sure

for treatments that work, God is at the core
too much ego leads to a swinging door
get in, get in, do the next right thing
recovery is the only value worth worshiping

best of all no need of finger pointing
let go and let God, no more fighting
a new way of life, a new way of thinking
one day at a time, just not drinking

it has worked for millions, why not you
try the Twelve Step program to see you through

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Representing Beauty

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“The poet is

the sayer,

the namer,

and represents beauty.”

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― Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Elfje:      (Cinquain)

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beauty

whose criteria

country of origin

black, yellow, white, red, brown*

aesthetics

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*one word too many, but, politically correct.

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Senryu:      5-7-5 ( Haiku with people and their emotions/feelings as a topic)

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tears of happiness

new birth brings the greatest joy

natural instinct

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Poem:

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pixie dust covered the snails trails
do fairies visit the great blue whales
is there another world down the rabbit hole
does Scandinavia exclusively own the troll

the mind wanders back to the children’s stories
ideas incubated in mad writers laboratories
can cows actually jump over the moon
did the fork really run away with the spoon

what does it mean to tickle the fancy
would we want to change places with Clancy*
what pictures and words stroke the imagination
could we survive on an outback station

stop thinking, don’t limit the dream
ignore the trite, invent your own theme
write, paint, dance, express yourself
you may even pretend to be an elf

stay young, don’t be tied to convention
what do they know of your pretension
a laugh a day keeps the shrink away
growing older is not merely child’s play

time to write a moral with a juxtaposition
help me save the world, it is my mission

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*”Clancy of the Overflow” is a poem by Banjo Paterson,
an Australian, first published on 21 December 1889.

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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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