Slow Boat

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Slow Boat

Over the nightly waters
A few daring trotters
Have set sail to the land of promise
Looking for that ultimate bonus

A peaceful resting place
Where life still stays
Where nothing ever changes
Only surrounded, with familiar faces

The land of utopia
A proverbial cornucopia
The final destination
With one united nation

Horizon

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Horizon

Far away in the nightly horizon
Long before the moon’s arising
Where meeting, of the blue waters and skies
Here is, where the secret lies

Rose

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Rose

Standing tall
Never fall
A single red rose
In a proud pose
Petals shiny and red
With a promise to never shed
Come shine or rain
The rose will stay
Proud, red and tall
And never, ever fall

One – Two – Fun (two)

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“Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun”
Randy Pausch

One – Two – Fun

Red headed
Pen for a body
None too snotty
Just a little naughty
Always jolly
Is this little dolly
Ready,
For the utmost folly

Looking for a play
Sometimes, a needle in the hay
Never too long to stay
With fun in its veins
It cannot be detained
Like a hurricaine
It flees this very plane
Looking, for a new game

One – Two – Fun (one)

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“Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun”
Randy Pausch

One – Two – Fun

White headed
Green bodied
One minded
Fun winded

Sitting on the sidewalk
Always on the stalk
For a little distraction
Some kind of action
Of the fun variety
With a sense of propriety

Brick in the Wall

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Brick in the Wall

Just another brick in the wall
On this oldest of town halls

Up, up, the rugged stones yourself haul
Reaching the top, you might feel quite small
But when you stand up, and do not fall
You feel yourself, getting quite tall

No time to stall
And to be, another brick on that wall

Memento

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Memento

A woven tapestry
A memory canvas
A colourful fantasy
A memory, of Atlantis

Harness

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Harness

It’s not easy to harness
Light, from the darkness
But even in the deepest shadow
A blooming life will grow

Road Travelled

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Road Travelled

The road travelled
Was filled with gravel
As life slowly unraveled
Exposed, to unwanted battles
Sometimes, treated like cattle
Our cages slowly rattled
Until reaching, the promised castle
On this long road, travelled

Ice and Coffee

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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore

Ice and Coffee

Chilled, in a tall glass
The liquid, not made to last
Pour it down, really fast

This dark icy mass
Was not made out of grass
But of a sacred stash

Beans filled with caffeine
Only the most pristine
Made, to this drink supreme