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Cold Ideas And Brain Dreams

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“He was weary of himself,

of cold ideas and brain dreams.

Life a poem?

Not when you went about

forever poetizing

about your own life

instead of living it.”

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~ Jens Peter Jacobsen

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)

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brain

floating cloud

letting thoughts materialize

mostly selfish, sometimes not

dreams

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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7

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again, in God’s time

Mother Earth wobbles and shakes

ages come and go

man’s feeble concept of time

what’s a million years or so

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Poem:
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can’t carry a tune
my bucket is holy
can’t jump over the moon
everything gets done slowly

only color I can mix is brown
every picture is out of focus
at my best I was a not funny clown
my attempts at writing were atrocious

at school I struggled to be average
mumbling, stumbling, lived a boring life
at work they all used me as leverage
took three tries to get a good wife

can’t figure out rhyme or reason
my best guess is usually wrong
can’t decide on a favorite season
never, ever could I name that song

so I can’t, no reason to be blue
because what I can, is to love you

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ME and the Boss

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Anything Can Happen

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“One breath

taken completely;

one poem,

fully written,

fully read –

in such a moment,

anything can happen.”

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~ Jane Hirshfield

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Elfje:    (Cinquain)

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totally

belly laugh

filled with pleasure

life lived in happiness

awesome

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Haiku:

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the crack of the bat

boys of summer playing games

family together

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Poem:

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in the blink of an eye
lightning split the sky
the thunder however
rolled on and on forever

the smell of ozone lingered
another flash answered
rain drops began their pitter patter
to the ducks it doesn’t really matter

like clockwork the afternoon showers arrive
grass, flowers, weeds, growing in overdrive
the deluge over, the humidity swells
pleasant gardens adorned with cockleshells

did mankind really evolve
another question we may never solve
so many questions, so few answers
are we creating our own cancers

let it rain, let it shine
just stand in awe of the worlds design

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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