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Stop By The Poetry Cafe…Read a A Poem And Write One Of Your Own

Black Cherry Poetry Club

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CLOUDS

 

She was not a part of this world

some mistake had been made

some plans had been mislaid

somewhere in the cosmic diary

an entry had been removed

smoothed over-

and so she fell here

to this plane

to this planet

to this space where beauty doesn’t grow in clouds, for easy plucking

it must be made

where dreams go unscathed unless you awaken them,

tap them on the shoulder and say “Hey , you were suppose to be here yesterday!…!

CLOUDS

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Zen Koanic Poem

” A Pale Green Mermaid Blog”

 

moss green furry

spongey carpet

nestles my spirit

 

 

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Angels Sipping Tea

” A Pale Green Mermaid Blog “

Angels sitting in a cafe

what do they say?

How’s your wing span?

Would you trim my feathers?

angels sitting in a cafe

what do they say?

I spoke to Jesus the other day

Yeah, he has a meeting with Allah  by the sea

angels sitting in a cafe

what do they say?

World peace is on our list for this year

Don’t forget your halo 

angels sitting is a cafe

what ever…..  do they say?

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Happy Is The New Snappy

” A Pale Green Mermaid Blog “

Happiness

is bliss

is a hiss of life

a kiss

a hit or miss

we give ourselves

happiness is guaranteed in the constitution!

so smile— beguile and transmutate your day.

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Go outside with paper and pen or camera and snap a shot of your world or write a poem about what you see.

A happy person can change the world.  One laugh at a time.

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The best one liners from

George Carlin

If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented?

Why do croutons come in airtight packages? Aren’t they just stale bread to begin with?

When cheese gets its picture taken, what does it say?

“I am” is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language. Could it be that “I do” is the longest sentence?

I’m completely in favor of the separation of Church and State. My idea is that these two institutions screw us up enough on their own, so both of them together is certain death.

Via TOP FOOL .com

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A person who can think is worth their weight in gold- Do you think every day?

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Think As A Princess Would

” A Pale Green Mermaid Poem Corner”

A princess floated

her crown resting on a paper boat

she made

out into the waves

past the sea-foam

then the jelly fish

the sun rose high in the sky

as she walked back

past sand dollars

to her castle

the sun went down

the sun came up

she combed her braids

laced them with ribbons

and walked to the beach

a coffee cup warmed her palm

there next to the  chair in the sand

was her crown…Sitting on a soggy sea weed covered boat

she put it on

it glistened with salt

as she sipped

whipped cream pressed on her lips

and she thought.

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Book Are Mysterious

” An Artful Mermaid Blog “

 

Books are mysterious

the internet is stupid

it didn’t use to be that way

the internet before google and other entities

sold our souls (and our privacy)

for a silver coin of data

you could pull from the pocket of anyone

over the globe

their secret whispers were your own

now your click is worth a dime

and they bottle neck your meanderings

monitoring and sending your footprints to

every Jack and Harry

for cold cool cash

But books are still mysterious

books still hold truths that no one knows

until you crack that back…..

 

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Mirth

” A Pale Green Mermaid Gallery”

 

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Beauty can’t be sliced or diced

pared or boxed

some rely on the past to see the future

like an old slipper

worn with holes

but something you know

that path a slow dearth

little mirth

little birth of a new

you

still everyone chooses their way

to stay on course

straight as an arrow, gliding through a cloud

I prefer something brand new

the old I eschew

I seek–

a workout for the soul.

 

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