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The Romantic Kitchen

 

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“She’s always looking

for poetry and passion

and sensitivity,

the whole Romantic kitchen.

I live on a rather simpler diet.

Prose and pudding?”

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~  John Fowles

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Elfje:    (Cinquain)

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gifts

genetically predisposed

nurture versus nature

physical, mental, emotional, spiritual

inherited

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Haiku:

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icy wind chills bones

onion snow covers the ground

spring is put on hold

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Poem:

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How do you know when you’re growing old
can you become to tired to think
from nose to toes always cold
so crazy there’s no need to call the shrink

How do you know when you’re growing old
remember tenth grade, can’t remember lunch
or enjoying to ignore what you’re being told
the old arteries that are now made of clunch

How do you know when you’re growing old
the curmudgeon quietly chuckles with glee
more than one tooth filed with gold
odor blind to self,  to others he smells like pee

How do you know when your growing old
the younger generation thinks you know nothing
a danger to self and others you are told
you live with memories of things worth loving

How do you know when you are growing old
Beats me,
but I’ll let you know when I get there

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ME and the Boss

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From The Heart

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“Critics write out of

intellectual exercise,

not poets.

Poets write straight

from the heart.”

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― Erica Jong

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Elfje:

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feel

the wind

just like love

it cannot be seen

heart

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Haiku:

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nature can be cruel

survival of the fittest

but it always works

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Poem:

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if I depended upon intellect

to write my little ditty

I would never find a subject

it’s the dumb trying to be witty

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feeling less than

feeling more than

feeling all that I can

I’d rather be eating flan

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the words I used yesterday

do not mean the same today

feelings put the color on the verse

always trying to avoid the blank curse

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playing with the rhyme, no reason

adjusting the meter, high treason

just learning as I go along

maybe it will become a song

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really perplexed when it comes to the coda

time to go out for some popcorn and soda

let’s end this verse with a happy heart

by squeezing out a big juicy fart.

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ME and the Boss

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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