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“A loving heart
is the beginning
of all knowledge.”
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~ Thomas Carlyle
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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smile
pretty face
eyes that sparkle
a very happy heart
laugh
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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peace and happiness
joyful bliss
by doing God’s will
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Poem:
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a hot muggy summers night
air so thick it hazes the moonlight
crickets and frogs don’t seem to mind
what a wonderful world God has designed
man’s so vain he thinks he can affect the weather
it’s Mother Nature who puts things together
evolution caused by the Earth’s wobble
man is but one percent of the climate bobble
the earth’s crust is constantly shifting
the tectonic plates are always drifting
man’s existence is but a blip on the Earth’s timeline
for what little we know we can thank Einstein
who cares if New York City sinks under the sea
that Saint Andreas fault sets California free
is there an Orwellian world in our future
or will civilization flush itself down the sewer
will man’s ego still reign supreme
or will we wake up and learn that it was all a dream
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ME and the Boss
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“Every poet…
finds himself born
in the midst of prose.
He has to struggle
from the littleness
and obstruction of
an actual world
into the freedom
and infinitude of
an ideal.”
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― Thomas Carlyle
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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unique
that place
like no other
paradise of one’s own
utopia
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Haiku:
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fog cascades surreal
fairy dust covers snails trails
morning dew sparkles
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Poem:
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I love tic-tac-toe
the game played with Xs and Os
Xs are for the hugs I crave
Os are for the kisses I gave
the British call it noughts and crosses
a stuffy way to put love in boxes
I guess a cold handshake will have to do
what do they do to the girl they want to woo
a special derisive thank you to Hallmark
knowing that love needed a renewed spark
for keeping St. Valentine’s legend alive
and a bigger business to contrive
can’t forget the sweets for the sweets
Russel-Stover and Godiva provide the eats
splurge, start the diet tomorrow
another good day for remorse and sorrow
this year, ignore the commercial
be special, love special
not just for that special day
but for each and every day
and in every way
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ME and the Boss
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