Notes About The Poem
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Poetic Form: Senryu
Inspired: 2024 August 08
Image: Bullet
tell me blue tell me
tell me blue tell me
something that's out I had said
told was true by you
sticks and stones can break
my bones but names will never
hurt ~ my sticks and stones
there are three things that
can't be hid ~ sun moon truth and
your fat ~ make it four
bite the bullet till
you touch lead that will push you
through all your hardships
cry over spilt milk
that in time will sour like your
lamenting facade
bird in hands better
than two in the bush ~ now is
here ~ future is not
do to others that
you'd want them do to you ~ be
good~ if not then run
every cloud has a
silver ring ~ tarnish times be
polished shine next time
a dime a dozen
eighteen hundreds ~ a dime cost
most goods seldom rare
'O Henry Porter
wrote cut the mustard ~ soldiers
pass muster ranks up
hold your horses steads
the whipped horseback that's headstrong
~ patience ease the reins
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