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“A poem
is a
meteor.”
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~ Wallace Stevens
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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vaporize
or explode
into earth’s atmosphere
God’s nightly fireworks display
meteor
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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happiness expressed
joyful heart
silent gratitude
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Poem:
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there is this place I call never-the-less
to all of my friends I give free access
the place is filled with excuses galore
who could wish for anything more
the place is a series of rooms, nooks and crannies
there is an cool pond to keep fire from the fannies
there is a looking glass that can see future trouble
it has yet to learn how to pick the daily double
make yourself fit using the many trick mirrors
there are free warm hugs when you get the shivers
the ceiling is made from the trees of knowledge and life
a picture of Heavens peace when man gives up strife
come visit, we’ll have lunch and go exploring
we’ll make a plan for man his faith restoring
regardless, at any rate, we can all be the critic
all the same, in any event, I’ll be there in spirit
never-the-less, we can all do it anyhow, God willing
never-the-less, we’ll never do it anyway, fates fulfilling
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ME and the Boss.
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ME and the Boss Poetry 