About Everybody

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“Writing poetry is
talking to oneself;
yet it is a mode of
talking to oneself
in which the self
disappears;
and the product’s
something that,
though it may not be
for everybody,
is about everybody.”
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~ Richard Wilbur

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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vision

minds eye

what could be

to expand one’s world

imagination

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Haiku:

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what little we know

nature’s secrets well hidden

thank goodness it works

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Poem:

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it is an honor
thank you very much
to be a father
with his soft touch

vicarious pride
his family to love
always satisfied
head and shoulders above

learn from my mistakes
be there emotionally
do whatever it takes
love unconditionally

be the man
I know you can

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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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Muffled Syllables

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“The muffled syllables that Nature speaks

Fill us with deeper longing for her word;

She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks,

She makes a sweeter music than is heard.”

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― George Santayana

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Elfje: (Cinquain)

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listen

in silence

the universe sings

every molecule dances accordingly

harmony

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Haiku:

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the relentless sun

hot muggy and oppressing

the summer swelters

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Poem:

nap time, babies and oldsters
completing natures cycle
bottle to bottle, diapers to diapers
ashes to ashes and dust to dust

God gives babies to the young
those who have the strength
the oldest are attended by the mature
those who have the obligation

there is no creature that doesn’t sleep
some by day most by night
some require the counting of sheep
the young just usually put up a fight

the lucky may have a pleasant dream
unfortunates are haunted by the nightmare
does night vision have a vivid color scheme
how long is a day to the hibernating bear

sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite
and may your dreams take you as high as a kite

ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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