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Or

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“I do not know

which to prefer,

The beauty of inflections

Or

the beauty of innuendos

The blackbird whistling

Or

just after.”

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~ Wallace Stevens

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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either

which one

choices that confound

so many to choose from

or

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

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stupid cannot learn

ignorant has yet to learn

do we have a choice ? ? ?

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Poem:

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we have a choice
to be mean or kind
signaled by a tone of voice
habits which spring to mind

when angered do we see red
when kind do we hear the angels sing
can we see inside of our head
do we get another life with the golden ring

should the stupid carry a flag
are humans on the decline
does love carry a price tag
when will life have to resign

choices, democracy or socialism
there is no compromise,
since neither leads to altruism
will this be man’s demise

will there be one soul left who will know the outcome
why worry, why save, go ahead and eat the last piece of pie
when all else fails, just choose not to be glum
even during daytime there are stars in the sky

be the optimist, be kind
have faith, a loving Creator made this His ultimate design.

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ME and the Boss

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A Meteor

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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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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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