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Few Words – Big Picture

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“I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills

When all at once I saw a crowd

A host of golden daffodils

Beside the lake beneath the trees

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”

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― William Wordsworth

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Elfje:        (Cinquain)

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grow

become more

recycle the image

nose to the grindstone

prosper

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Haiku:

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unseasonable

extreme swings in temperatures

can’t believe forecast

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Poem:

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few words – big picture
lyrical poetic mixture
brilliant fields of wildflowers
backyard’s vibrant bowers

could I see with x-ray
what would the secrets display
what if the walls could really talk
could I write music if my last name were Bach

picture this, picture that
was Ethel actually a true blue dingbat
does silver paint a picture that is cold
all that glitters could be fool’s gold

is this world an optical illusion
what we dream is a foregone conclusion
focus is a verbal and visual delineation
confusion is a major conglomeration

while the carny draws the caricature
the poem is the really true big picture

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