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My Generation

my generation varying shades of ages autumn of our lives ~ an EWK 5:7:5 Haiku Poe’em   ©2017 EWK

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If I must Die

If I must die With my final verse In hand Then let it be A seed Of inspiration To other minds Of youthful vigor Whom might read Of my life And energies Spent For if I be known Nevermore Another

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Tree of Life

The clouds of this life you see Have passed us by in shape-shifted serenity You don’t always look up, as it’s there I would be. This tree of life has become your home. It’s branches have grown with time A

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I was 9, Once Upon a Time

I was 9. Grandparent’s homestead My land of make-believe Jailhouse in a tree Time stood still. Once Upon a Time. ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (inspired by an old Polaroid photo)

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To Have and To Hold

~ To have, Our lives Woven in time And place Spun from memories. and To hold, Ourselves With special cares We’ve shared To our days of old. ~ To have, Moments Of tender flesh Wrinkled From tasks we’ve done. and

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This Old Man ~ a triple Haiku

This old man has seen Through it all: both love and loss Not to disrespect. This old man has lived By the work of his own hands He deserves respect. This old man has prayers Since his good old days; long

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Bingo Betty

Bingo Betty of Boise bets big. Being a bigwig basement bingo Bouffant beauty; Betty is busy beside her bingo board blotting bottle, Bible & Bic. Betty’s bus beckons. Ball bin bounces… “B4!”  Betty blots a blank. Bingo! ~ an EWK

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Bed by Nine

We’re in bed by nine Not what you think — We’re too old Ain’t gettin’ any… Not getting much younger, too Wake these slumbering passions. ~ an EWK Tanka Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (poem of 5:7:5:7:7 verse beats, non-rhymed)

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An Origami Kind of Love

It was an Origami kind of love. All folds and creases. In all the right places. We were two sheets of paper held together in a honorable pattern of texture, forms and color. The makers’ hands created our shapes as

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Into the clouds of our yesterday’s

Up and away it goes. Tethered to more than just a string. Extending the heights of youthful fun, soaring along the unmarked course of a child’s imagination. Let’s go fly a kite. Into the clouds of our yesterday’s. Hold on

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Love is a letter

Love is a letter written in your heart. Age is a number written in your blood. Faith is a code written in your soul. Life is a story written till you’re cold. ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2015 EWK

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